Kitchen Shrink: Reflections and Predictions

Kitchen Shrink: Reflections and Predictions


This time of year, I get all nostalgic and weepy-eyed, especially with the heavenly holiday aromas perfuming the air everywhere, transporting me back to my childhood. My grandma always made a feast on Christmas Eve to celebrate her eldest daughter's birthday. I came over early to help set the table and answer the door when the egg man (who reflected his trade with his egg-bald head), the milkman with a shock of white hair, and the chicken man with a long scraggly neck made their deliveries.

Decades later technology takes over, and I'm being bombarded online with offers for home delivery service of assorted seasonal produce, flowers and...