On Shopping

Another thing to love about living in Houston (aside from the abundance of great restaurants): the highly-affordable cost of living.

I just bought all of the groceries needed for the next three nights’ dinners, and I paid $36.12.  I figure that works out to about $12.04 per meal, or $6.02 per person, for the following dinners:

  • Porkchops with caramelized onion sauce, with a side of creamed spinach
  • Homemade, peasant-style (that is, extra veggies, yay!) spaghetti bolognese
  • Hearty tomato and white bean soup, with a side of cheddar cheese & chives beer bread

Gotta love high-quality, low-cost groceries!


Just in time for the holidays, Sophie Rosenblum over at Eating Our Words offers up a hilarious review of the new Jones Soda line of Hanukkah-inspired beverages:

“There could be some vomiting involved. Potato soda has to be disgusting,” a friend of mine warned. He wasn’t far off. The moment I undid the cap, the smell of starch filled my nostrils. The oil-colored liquid was salty at first (no surprises there, since the bottle contains a whopping 240 mg of sodium) with an aftertaste that – suffice to say – came closest to latke grease.

You can read the entire review here.  And be sure to pick up your own holiday pack of Jones Soda before they’re all gone.


…and in her backseat was a man with a Rachael Ray cookbook! Aieeeeeee!

Urban legends abound regarding food.  Who doesn’t recall the Pop Rocks scare of the 1980s wherein the famous Life cereal spokeskid, Mikey, apparently died after ingesting a potent and explosive mixture of the candy and a soft drink?  And how many men stopped imbibing Mountain Dew after it was rumored that the soda would kill their sperm and decrease the size of their testes?  And, of course, let’s not forget the scores of hopeful paramours who presented their love interests with bags of green M&Ms in the hopes of eliciting an amorous reaction from them after the candy was eaten.

But as silly and entertaining as urban legends are, there are some “true rumors” that occasionally get buried beneath the rubble of old wives’ tales and kids’ whispered stories.  But how to parse out the good apples from the rotten ones?  You turn, of course, to Snopes.com.

Today we’ll look at a few true, food-related urban legends, that may or may not have already made their way to your e-mail inboxes through the years:  Continue reading …and in her backseat was a man with a Rachael Ray cookbook! Aieeeeeee!