Just After New Year's, I Was Havinga festive drink with my friends Rod and Joyce when the talk turned-as the talk so often does these days-to budgets. I mentioned that I had never in my life made one until now, a fact that has driven my father, who considers me the soul of extravagance, crazy for at least 30 years, and might also have contributed, now that I think of it, to the current less-than-lavish state of my pock-etbook. Anyway, as part of my new, more prudent approach to things, I thought it might be interesting to see if my husband and I could dine-pretty well-on $50 worth of groceries per week. If I were the irritating Julie Powell, I might blog about it; instead, I made a bet.
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