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Costco… and More Casserole

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Before I move on to my budget saving tips, will you allow me a moment of self promotion? Thanks. As you can see from the image above, I’m having my annual Casserole Party in Kansas City on Monday. So if you’re in the KS or the MO I hope you’ll enter!

Now, onto more expensive things (the Casserole Party is free!), let’s talk about Costco. It’s hard to believe that I don’t have a Costco membership. In fact, my friend who took me to the big box store today (the same generous friend who took me the to the commissary a while back) was in shock over the fact that I hadn’t been to Costco in at least 10 years. I explained to her that living in New York, having a Costco membership is almost pointless if you don’t have a car. What one would save on groceries would be spent on cabs and car services needed to cart bulky items home. But when one moves to Kansas City and has a car (one spent only $600 on) a Costco membership just might be a worthy investment. Especially when you consider what I “discovered” today.

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Tired and Uninspired

It’s the first day of the last week of my job (hooray!) and I’m feeling a little uninspired and a lot exhausted, so I’m going to keep this short. My brevity can also be attributed to the fact that I’m feeling guilty, as I cooked a total of zero times while I was in New York. Though I did not keep track of my spending, it’s a very safe bet that I went way over budget, especially considering two of my meals were $25 each (but they were both very worth it).

The bright side of this, of course, are the small changes I see in myself since starting this project. Usually when feeling stressed, overworked, sad or just plain tired, I go out to eat. Sometimes I just want food that’s prepared by someone else and, honestly, I like being waited on. I like to sit down at a table and have delicious food placed in front of me. But lately—except on special occasions, like meals out with friends while traveling—the price tag isn’t worth it. Now that I’m away from the craziness that is New York City and back to my slow-as-molasses lifestyle in Kansas City, eating out tonight just isn’t an option. You know what that means? It’s time to get started on those pig parts (especially since I’m soon to be unemployed)! Hopefully by the end of this week I’ll be back with some harrowing tales of pork hock and, if you’re lucky, heart.



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French Press, I Hardly Knew Ye

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My French press during its 15 minutes...

My dad came up to Kansas City on Friday to help my uncle move. Because they worked well into the evening I made him spaghetti with meat sauce (with tomatoes and bison beef from my CSA, of course) and he stayed the night, even though there was a comedy show happening in my dining room (literally, not a dinner gone awry or anything).

As any good daughter who has a memory foam mattress and a dad with a creaky old back would do, I gave my him my bedroom and slept on the couch (the comedians were in my guest room).

Like me, my dad is a coffee drinker (and peanut butter addict). Unlike me, he is an early riser. But on Saturday morning I, too, woke early… to the saddest sound ever. Read the rest of this entry »

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Mastering the Art of Loving French Pressing

french_pressThe subject of my—admittedly expensive—coffee habit has been the cause of much ado lately. While I’d like to say it’s much ado about nothing, the simple fact is that I was spending approximately $112 dollars a month on coffee alone—which, on one hand, is ridiculous.

On the other hand, however, it was money I was more than happy to spend. Walking half a mile each way for a four-dollar skim latte added exercise to my newly-sedentary Midwestern life. Plus, it was an extra mile of walking (plus doggie socializing) for my mutt Jack. Best of all, though, it was a chance for a work recluse like myself to get out and interact with friendly baristas and—if I was lucky—bearded coffee connoisseurs. And because I patronized a local, independent coffee shop I was not only supporting fair trade, I was stimulating the local economy, which is an issue very close to my heart.

But when we started this project, I knew it was time to dust off (and wash out, don’t worry) the old Bodum. Read the rest of this entry »

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