This is a story of two meals. Dinner:
Here is the thing about polenta. It is cheap, and requires few skills. I mean, cheap. You could make polenta for literal pennies per serving. And it's really yummy. A nice comfort food.
But if you make your own polenta (which, I do, generally, because how could I justify the markup!?), it is also really boring. One must stand at a stove stirring the cornmeal mush for half an hour. So you have to have a really, really good radio show going. Or make it with a friend. (It's probably better with a friend, but I had the radio.) So. Wait, Wait, Don't Tell Me it is.
If you make your own polenta--if you've gone to all the trouble--you should at least have the decency to put the leftovers spread relatively thinly in a shallow dish to cool, so you can have polenta squares the next day. Which I did. And that almost made up for that half hour of stirring.
It's a nice change of pace from other grains one might eat. But be prepared: A half hour of stirring is longer than it seems it will be when you read the recipe!