From the This is What it Has Come To file

I opened the freezer this morning and what you see to the left is what I saw: not one, not two, but THREE loaves of frozen bread.

The practice of freezing bread is one of the many inexorable signs of the slide into Formerly.

I'm not talking about really good farmers market bread with olives or pecans that you can't resist but know you won't finish, so you freeze and enjoy it toasted with cream cheese and really good coffee on the weekend. That's reasonable. What's not is hoarding perfectly...