Frozen pizza, waffles, pancakes.
Where would my family be today if not for the wonders of frozen food?
Starved, I tell you. We'd be be starved.
Well, not really. John is the cook in the family -- and an excellent one, I might add.
But those days when John is working overtime or out of town...and it's Mama's turn to cook...well, nothing beats a frozen Tony's Pizza.
Just ask my son, Daniel.
Let's just say that Clarence Birdseye, the beloved Father of Frozen Foods (he developed the flash-freeze method that makes all our lives a little easier today), is a patron saint at our house.
One of my husband's favorite memories from the early days of our marriage is the time he was bedridden up in our loft bedroom, and had to rely on me to bring him up a meal. What to do? Frozen boil-in-bag lasagna ( drop bag in boiling water for 5 min.), as it turns out, was the frozen food entree du jour.
Sad thing was, I was somehow distracted, boiled the sucker dry, and poor John was a mighty hungry man that night...
I believe that instance was the impetus for the Swanson HungryMan frozen dinner line, but I can't say for sure...
Anyway, today is National Frozen Food Day, so celebrate accordingly.
If your husband asks you out for a fancy dinner, protest alluringly and whisper seductively in his good ear, "Sorry, darling, but it's National Frozen Food Day. We're having Stouffer's Frozen Meat Lasagna."
And then watch the romantic sparks fly!