meals are frozen and heated up. “I have to come up with three different entrees for every meal,” the husband explained. “The people there don’t even care what the food tastes like anyway,” the wife countered. “Yes, they do,” the husband responded with a quiet forcefulness. “They really do.” As an objective observer, I saw a man in a difficult situation—trying to feed two hundred senior citizens as best he could on a limited budget. And I saw a wife who was determined to denigrate this effort as so