Apparently you do not want to give my Daddy any reason to write a letter to your customer care department. I just wonder what the person that reads this letter is going to do? Laugh? Cry? Get angry? Meh, doesn't matter. Anyway, this is an e-mail letter that my Daddy sent to the Lean Cuisine people at Nestle foods (USA division). I thought I'd include it here for your enjoyment.

I tried the Lean Cuisine Panini (steak, cheddar & mushroom) and just thought you should know how it was. I have to give you a little back story, please bear with me . . . . it’s worth it.
I was in the service and traveled to many exotic and economically depressed places on the planet. That being said, I myself have eaten some pretty crazy things in the name of fun, excitement and "culturalization". I personally have been known to eat anything that lives, lived, or may live. Basically if it has moved, can be moved, was moved by the breeze, or moved by the moment, and some things that once moved long long ago but haven't moved in quite some time and/or including stuff that was alive but is not anymore and now has something new alive growing on IT that may or may not be safe for human or animal consumption. I have actually warmed up leftovers from the refrigerator but not been able to eat it all so I gave the rest to the dog and the dog got food poisoning and got sick (I was fine) and THEN decided that I could eat a little more so went to the refrigerator and got some more (of the stuff that made the dog sick). I can eat and do eat just about anything that is placed before me. Fear factor and a bunch of bugs, animal parts and crazy weird moldy and/or partially rotten organic material . . . . . Pfffft, weak and pathetic and not even a challenge in anyway (except in sheer volume of stuff, maybe).
Some of those exotic locales that I have been to were places where people live hand to mouth and often don't get to have a meal a day much less three a day and a snack or two. I have actually seen some people (both at home and abroad) who have to eat garbage, literally garbage . . . . refuse, trash, stuff other people threw out because it was too disgusting for them to eat (or feed to the dog) . . . .and these people would NOT eat this sandwich. And yet with all my determination and ability to eat things that would gag a goat, I could not force myself to eat this disgusting piece of unholy nastiness sandwiched between two pieces of perfectly toasted bread. It was as if you took all of the most foul and divergent flavors imaginable and mixed them in a vat and then simmered it with pure putrescence (at temperatures below that which kill bacteria) until all the life juices were evaporated off and you were left with the great granddaddy of all things nasty, a taste so hideous that the mere thought of it is enough to send people into a compound in Idaho not to be heard from until an FBI assault captures them all only to find that they had cut off their tongues in an effort to avoid that taste . . . .where was I. . . oh yeah. . . . a taste that's really nasty (words cannot describe how much) and slapped it between a couple of slices of perfectly toasted stank-absorbing camoflauge this unholy-pile-of-disgusting-filth bread and called it GOOD. Liars, it was all things not good! 1 bite and I spit it out. Then to make sure that I wasn’t being too hasty, I took a second bite (which I also spit out with a little gagging action). Then went and brushed my teeth to get rid of the nasty. In the history of my eating, I am not sure, but I believe this is the first time since I got out of elementary school that I actually spit something out instead of choking at least the one bite down. I actually had to eat something else before the taste would go away. I actually ate on of your lean cuisine pizzas (the roasted veggie – quite good by the way) to cover up the horrible and foul steak, cheddar and mushroom panini that almost made me cut off my tongue. And I don't know anyone from Idaho, so that would have really sucked. Please recall all of these sandwiches before a panini-demic strikes, or worse yet . . . someone else actually tries to eat one of these panini-of-putrescence. The other three flavors of panini are fine, quite tasty actually. Thanks.