I don't eat this sort of food anymore, but like the TV shows that accompanied them, I recall these dinners with some fondness. Like TV, they were new and modern. Like the throwaway fodder we watched with delight, our TV dinners looked delicious on the packaging, but delivered empty calories and little taste.
When I was growing up, I was sent to bed by 9 or 10 p.m., after a couple of hours of primetime television. But had I missed my bedtime, I would have noticed that TV (which at the time had but three major networks and maybe one or two local channels) also went to bed early, generally around 1 or 2 a.m.
I enjoyed watching Ken Burns' The Roosevelts: An Intimate History last week, keeping in mind that these PBS documentary series are usually a heavy bit of American myth-making. Still, there are a few things just too glaring to hide or treat with discretion in 2014, though Burns arrogantly thinks he can.
Elizabeth Cook's guilty pleasure is Nashville. Better make that Nashville, the setting for an outrageous TV show with fictional country-western singers, songwriters and Music Row executives who play each other just as much as the music that made them famous. Maybe some truth lies inside that friction, though.
To get to the bottom of Louis-Dreyfus' appeal, one has to examine the facts: She's irrefutably beautiful, but is no girlie-girl and prefers the company of men who better appreciate her bawdy, take-no-prisoners outlook on life. Though she was born in New York City, the actress taps into an easy accessibility that makes her a relatable "everywoman."