We’d been experimenting for weeks. My Food Bag. My Lunch Box. My Dinner Box. My Great, Big Bag of Tucker. My Seed Box. My Box of Goodies. Whatever. I lost count. I lost track. They were all okay. Some hits, some misses. Our biggest complaint: it all tastes like cafe food. We missed our family recipes. Spaghetti bolognese. Butter chicken. Family roast. You know, the normal stuff. Then last week, something new. Something completely different. Something surreptitious. Something … subversive. Without discussion, with no forewarning, The Kai Box. Yet another home-delivered food box to last the week. But with one major difference. It was Vegan Food. Gluten free pasta. Laboratory processed cheese. Lentil tacos. My heart fell. My soul ached. Was it betrayal I was feeling? Or simply hunger? It matters not. I have taken back the pantry. I have barricaded the kitchen. I have stocked the fridge with meat. And I have declared … No stranger will ever bring us dinner again.
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