I’ve never been a huge fan of frozen meals. First, the picture on the box always looks delicious, hearty, a nice, filling, satisfying serving of deliciousness. Then you open the package, and you quizically wonder why that square of cardboard and that slimy pile of green ooze is in there, when it’s supposed to be chicken and broccoli.
But I hate to cook, so I have a habit of leaving a frozen meal or two in the freezer for those inevitable days I’m rushing to get out of the house in the morning and I forgot to pack my lunch the night before. That happened earlier this week, and I was patting myself on the back for my forethought and planning as I slung a Lean Cuisine into my bag, patted the cats on their heads, and waltzed off to work.
I wasn’t patting my back later, after lunch, however. I was holding my stomach and resisting the urge to groan loudly, since that would have drawn suspicious glances from my nearby co-workers. It just kept getting worse. It was like my stomach was tying itself in knots and making balloon animals to entertain itself. To call it a stomachache is like calling an earthquake a gentle nudge.
My plan had been to work out when I got home, but I felt horrible. I cleaned for half an hour to still get some activity minutes, but I started to feel nauseated and knew anything more vigorous than curling up in a ball on the couch and repeatedly telling my fiance “My stomach hurts” wasn’t going to happen.
Now, I have had some bad experiences with frozen meals. Some of them just taste like crap, and none of them are filling. I’ve certainly never pushed one away from me and announced, “That’s just too much for me to eat! I’m so full!” or “Wow, that was scrumptious!” I have pretty low expectations for frozen meals and consider them a convenience item, nothing more.
After how I felt last night, I’m pretty sure I’m not going to buy any more. Anyone else ever get sick after eating a frozen meal, or am I just an oddball?
Sweat & Sparkle 