Digital breakfast
Your first trip to the supermarket after you’d moved into your own place was a weird experience, wasn’t it? You were walking down the aisles with your trolley, aware that you were in charge of everything that got put in there. You could buy pretzels and energy drinks and nothing else, and no one would stop you.
You also had to deal with knowing what everything was, what you’d need to put together a meal, and how to budget. Also, you know, which items on the shelf were real eggs and with were Chinese-made kids toys. Still, I guess you could try and cook Hatchimals for breakfast. Seems a bit cruel, though.