When T and I first moved in together – in the dark days before budgeting and saving – we bought anything and everything at the supermarket. At the local Foodtown, no less – one of the most expensive chains around. Result: our bills veered crazily, anywhere between $100 and $200, and kept ballooning.
We have a grip on grocery shopping now, but it’s not as fun. A static spend means we eat a lot of the same foods over and over. Now that his mother kindly gifted us a slow cooker, he’s been experimenting with crockpot stews and soups (oxtail anyone?), but I still dream of being about to buy seafood and fish, cheese, good quality oils, berries, chorizo, dressings, and really good steak on a regular basis. And I’m sure there’s more divine yet expensive ingredients that I’ve forgotten. (For a country full of sheep and cows, our dairy products are NOT cheap. But at least they’re of good quality. Cheese should never be orange, IMO…)