There was a cartoon, back in the early days, of two dogs sitting in front of computer screens. One says to the other, "On the internet, no one knows you're a dog."
And no one knows just how bad your dinner was. First night in the country = rotis chicken from Food4Less, decent mashed potatoes, and gravy made from Knorr's chicken gel. Actually not bad, but chicken overcooked. Tomorrow -> salad, then the carcass into broth.
And it gets worse if you disdain iceberg lettuce (Momofuku ranch)