Martha Stewart I am Not

What does it mean when the first dinner your husband has gushed about in weeks came straight from a recipe on the back of a condensed soup box?* Not the homemade chicken tikka masala. Or the bulgogi and japchae. Or the salmon-quinoa-kale thing.

I’m stocking up on cream of mushroom soup.

*For the record, it was organic. I don’t know why I’m qualifying that but it somehow makes me feel better.

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