“Right, while we’re popping our frozen entrées in the microwave,” David muttered.
“What is that supposed to mean?”
“People sometimes cook because the process is relaxing,” said David. “Not just to get to the final product. It’s not about ingesting the news like it’s a pill.”
“But we could read our laptops in our…pajamas,” I said. “First thing in the morning. And we have an instant espresso machine. I could make us coffee.”
“No, no, no,” David said. “Spreading the New York Times out over the floor and sifting through the sections —”
David opened his mouth as if to argue, then dropped his shoulders in defeat and said, “Well, yeah. I guess it does.”