I still can't get the taste out of my mouth. Everything in an old Swanson TV dinner taste the same - and I can't describe the taste other than BLAND!
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I thought TV dinners were so cool. I guess the "TV" was the part that hooked me. The thought that I might get to watch television and eat supper at the same time was beyond my 1960 comprehension. Of course Mom and Dad had other ideas. I longed for that golden meal, sealed in foil and sitting on an aluminum plate.
The closest I came to TV dinners was an occasional Banquet Dinner Pot Pie. We ate those in the winter, usually on Saturday night.
Alas, I had a deprived childhood. It's a wonder I didn't turn out to be a serial killer.
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I am glad you are not a serial killer. I think you were raised just right.
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