My spouse, although he can cook, will sometimes try to get away with that.
As an example, this past weekend was my birthday. Therefore I would definitely have the night off. Around 5pm, he started looking at the online takeout menu from our local pizzeria restaurant. We were undecided (if their eggplant parm was consistently good, it would've been a no-brainer, as I love eggplant but don’t cook it, but the last 2x I ordered it was only ok) When he was actually considering spending $16 on a cheese ravioli entree, I got out the bag of Costco spinach & mozzarella ravioli from the freezer, whizzed up a tin of diced tomatoes (thanks again, Costco!) into a no-cook sauce, and dinner was on the table in (wait for it) less than 30 minutes. On mah birthday.
If that doesn’t deserve an
, I dont know what does.