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My god, Moira Kelly... you cook and grow you own food? Please, tell me more.
You and your BF "are quite unusual for your socio-ecomonic class"? Gosh! "What sets you apart" is your ability to grow "fabulous tomatoes and berries"? You must... um, yawn... tell me more.
How your friends, "who eat trash take-out because they can't cook" -- and who have the "total inability... to plan, shop, prepare, and cook food" -- must look forward to a night over at your house! Gosh, I can just see it now. Ms. Kelly, with her heirloom tomatoes, serving the first course, and explaining how they come from her VERY OWN GARDEN -- "You see, I and Mr. Kelly have been growing things for years" -- and, ooh, did you notice that we do all this and yet still have time to volunteer with animal rescue, political stuff, and more? And then everyone at the table commits mass suicide out of utter boredom.
I am always amazed by the ability of people to be easily impressed with themselves. Or to bore the fuck out of others with descriptions of how INCREDIBLE their own lives are.
--om