Here's another take on the Pollan article, asking what, exactly, constitutes cooking?
Actually, I'm not that interested in that question, but it's a good excuse to tell a funny story about Christie's cousin, Eric. He was visiting us just before our wedding, when he was about 16. Christie and I walked into the kitchen, and there he was eating ice cream from the carton. Christie pointed out that there were bowls in the cabinet, right within arms reach, and he said, "Oh, no thanks. I don't really like to cook."