I Will Review Frozen Food No More Forever
As Amy's Kitchen served me and my coworkers lunch, I looked around the room and realised something: I can go nowhere from here.
The focus of my review column this week is frozen lasagne, which can be brilliant and only occasionally underwhelming.
My editors set out to humiliate me and make me physically ill by ordering me to go to an ice cream truck in Brooklyn and eat everything.
Waffle, crinkled, greasy, or covered with rosemary, I don't discriminate when it comes to the chip. It's all the same garbage.
I've been eating frozen chicken nuggets for this review column, and the gurgling heartburn I've experienced has led me to chomp Tums like they were as tasty and plentiful as the nuggets that caused my stomach acids to go into overdrive.
Reviewing frozen breakfast food taught me that it's surprisingly easy to destroy what should be the easiest and tastiest meal of the day.
Most frozen food consists of one dish, but the makers of these products go for broke with to produce complete meals that you cook all at once in your microwave.
This week I reviewed four frozen Mexican food products, including two by a family-owned brand whose daughter offered to set me up on a date with her friend. Such is life.
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