Oy. The last few days have been a whirlwind of maths and getting to know new friends. And more maths. Oh. And an epic trip to Costco. For which, I will now profess my love for Costco. Openly. On the internet.
Two of my new grad school friends, Matt & Arseni, got a Costco membership to split. Since I love Costco, but didn’t see the point of me getting a membership when two people in my program had memberships, I kindly asked them to take me with them when they went. Low and behold, I got a phone call at 2:20 today – and we were off to the races!
Now the thing I love about bulk is how cheap/unit everything is. the thing I don’t like about bulk is the fact that I don’t have anywhere to store anything. Solution to this problem? Go shopping with friends who need the same items!!!
As such, I was able to get quart Ziploc bags and Worcestershire sauce without having to buy 216 Ziploc bags and 2 quarts of Worcestershire sauce – which would’ve been absolutely ridiculous. My apartment is small – I don’t have that kind of space!!!
I was also able to get a 4 pound bag of quinoa, 8 cans of Amy’s soup, 6 months worth of allergy meds, 3 pounds of chicken sausage, bell peppers, bananas, and I’m sure I’m forgetting something – all for $72. That’s pretty darn good – and I’m set for everything but fresh veggies, for quite some time. w00t.
I heart Amy’s soup – and it was only $1.49/can! SUCH a good deal!
Then today, for dinner I made one of my favorite & easy meals.
Chicken Sausage & Pasta
Using the chicken sausage I picked up at Costco, I sauteed three cut up sausages with spinach and garlic.
While I sauteed the chicken sausage, I boiled the water and cooked 3 servings of brown rice pasta. Then, once everything was cooked – combined, and added my red bell pepper pasta sauce from Safeway, and voila. Delicious meal in under 15 minutes.
I also had a spinach salad on the side.
And now, I sleep. Long run tomorrow, followed by a review session for the math camp final on Friday.
In response to a few questions I’ve received about math camp…No, it is not fun. Why it is called a ‘camp’ then? Beats me.