But you already knew that.
My Husband has called from very far away places on this planet while floating around in his big grey tuna can and asked me why I have to go to the grocery nearly every day. It's French, I say. And he will sigh. In truth, it has to do, with either my fierce determination that all our food be fresh or my insatiable food reading habit. Maybe I also cannot stand a $400 tab but, in the end, he is right, we will spend it so we might as well get on with it. But I come from frugal stock, even if we are only kidding ourselves (which is a completely free preoccupation, I might add). So understanding that I am totally incapable of providing certain types of info to you, I have to hand you off to other bloggers who can comment on things like group monthly cooking experiments, for example.
I read this post at Like Merchant Ships like a stranger in a new world. It might be interesting to you too. And also my Husband, who will surely tell me his Mom was absolutely a ninja at make ahead food, which is okay by me because I write blogs and consider myself a blog ninja. Enjoy.