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Not So Convenient Taste

KC J. Hutchins

As I get older, I’m finding myself in quite the weird predicament. Easy food no longer tastes very good. More and more I find myself wanting to make things from scratch. Maybe it’s because of how food is made now or I’m too much of a miser. Who knows? What I can say is it does open the opportunity to widen my skill set at the same time and save some money on my wallet. Here’s what I found so far:

-A bag of frozen fries is equal to about two to four potatoes. This was an insane eye opener especially since this is easy enough to do! A cup of vegetable oil, cut the potatoes, fry them in the pot, place on a plate with paper towel (For them to dry), salt, and there it is. Quicker or about the same time as a frozen bag of fries in the oven. Not to mention much cheaper to buy a bag of potatoes and vegetable which is used in multiple other recipes.

-We all forget how easy lemonade is to make. Little bit of lemon juice, water, and sugar and away you go! All of these you can use in other recipes as well.

-Chex Mix is suuuuuuuper expensive now. However, I can’t say making it from scratch is less pricey, but it does make bigger batches. There are plenty of recipes to go by so I encourage you to check them out!

That’s it really so far. I mean I got a few more I’m working on but not too much to tell. Hope this helps everyone to save some extra cash and enjoy more home cooked food. Thanks for reading!

Story Time

Family Storytime: Naked Cheeseburger Boy and Root Beer Snot

KC J. Hutchins

Back in the years of elementary school, my family used to go to fast food more often. You know, back when it was cheaper. To age myself, when there were actually items costing only a dollar. While hanging with my cousin, best friend, maybe my brother, and other childhood friends, my dad offered to take us there. We drive up to the menu and my dad turns back to ask what we want. Completely serious, my best friend asked for a cheeseburger without cheese. We started cracking up.
I say between laughs, “You mean a hamburger?”
My friend looked at me, then my dad, and simply said, “Yes.”
He realized what he’d said and was just trying to smooth it over.

Fast forward to sitting down and eating our stuff. My best friend starts making fun of some of our friend’s meals. I suspect to make his little incident less silly.
My dad shot back, Sure, Naked Cheeseburger Boy.”
We all lost ourselves in laughter… my cousin so much so his root beer came shooting out of his nose.
My dad turned on him and declared, “And Root Beer Snot is here to join you.”
We were all on the ground from the laughter. He gave names to the others, but I don’t remember them. (No, I didn’t get one. I was boring as a kid and only ordered chicken nuggets and French fries.) However, the legend of Naked Cheeseburger Boy and Root Beer Snot live on… the story surfacing every so often to give us a laugh.