Here’s a small story about how I was raised. My mom, whenever she didn’t work, she would cook a home-cooked meal every day, except for Fridays, where we had one day to pick any fast food that we wanted, or eat leftovers from the night before. On Sundays it was a big deal. Ranging from chicken, to goat[1. Something that I won’t eat under any circumstances] to stew peas and rice, there wasn’t a Sunday where she didn’t cook. Or if she couldn’t start it because of work, my dad did.
What has changed?
As a food service/retail worker and gamer[1. inb4 “I WANT COMPENSATION”], I can understand the term “instant gratification”. Long day at work, and the last thing you want to do is add another chore to your list. I, myself, have been guilty of this. But sometimes I will say “maybe I’ll actually cook something tonight”. It can be cheaper, and in most cases, healthier. There’s also the whole togetherness thing. But my thing is when it becomes consistent. You see regulars at work stocking up on their breakfast, lunch and dinner on the same day. That amount of fast food can’t possibly be good. Instant gratification, I know.