Me.
Those are spaghetti-o's with meatballs, though (better than chef-boy-r-dee dog-food meathings, but not by much). Which I will eat cold and right out of the can (but with moar garlic, some Valentina, and parmesan -- otherwise it's just ketchup which is meh).
Think of me as the anti-Darnk, there are few things I won't* eat. (Admittedly, I resort to spices/condiments a lot).
*Delicacy is a foreign word meaning one or more of the following:
- We literally have nothing else to eat.
- I dare you to eat that.
- Silly people will pay us silly amounts of money to eat . . . that.
Other thoughts: Fastest dinner, hah. Grab spoon, open can, douse with spices is way faster. Wtf is she putting milk in something with a tomato base for?