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Chef Boyardee is the lie we tell ourselves about adulthood. The round, mustachioed face promises an Italian nonna’s kitchen, but delivers a can-opener’s sigh and a microwave’s beep. It is the taste of a parent who worked too late. It is the smell of a carpeted basement apartment in a town that begins with “All...” Allentown. Allegany. Allow me to start over.

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But you already know. She was never lost. She was just waiting for you to stop looking. If you meant something more literal (e.g., a journalistic search for a real person named Stacy Cruz associated with Chef Boyardee), just let me know and I’ll adjust the tone and content accordingly. Chef Boyardee is the lie we tell ourselves about adulthood