One branch of the extended family is part of a food cooperative. Pay a small amount per month and every couple of weeks you show up and get a wonderous collection of foodstuffs. It varies of course, but usually there is some fresh produce, a wide array of items from Mexican food distributors, and odd ice cream products which are sometimes mislabeled. And lots more. You have to watch expiration dates closely, and sometimes the chicken flock benefits more directly than the human members of the family.
And sometimes it just gets weird.
Mmmmmm. Chub Cookies. Now that's Fine Dining.
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* Never a good day unless you learn something. I started the day not knowing that the plastic casing that for instance sausage, or in this case dough, comes in is called a "chub"!
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