It was a sunny day. At lunchtime, I decided to have the lasagna my mom had bought before. Unlike the other frozen food, I like this one. As usual, I put one into the oven and set the timer. After twenty minutes had passed, to my surprise, it looked watery, like a heap of melted... something. What? How could my lasagna have melted? Yucky! I then wasted another one by baking it at another spot in the oven for twenty minutes again, only to find it in the same state in that tragic tinfoil tray, like a mysterious soup! I courageously tried a little of it which no one should have, and of course it tasted soggy and strange. Not really rancid, but maybe it was halfway spoiled? But how? It was far from its expiration date and had been properly stored in the freezer. Strange things were happening.