A while ago, I was talking to a friend about certain things that were just worth paying for. You know when you go to the store and there is a can of pre-minced garlic or a tub of pre-made mashed potatoes. At what point do you pay for the convenience instead of doing it yourself.
(Now I should also mention that this just applied to store bought products. I also recently had a similar conversation about services instead of goods.)
I’m someone that always says “I can make that myself” and I’d probably say my track record for successful outcomes is a good 50/50. The other night though, I came across another item that falls into the ‘I’m just going to buy it next time’ category: Artichoke Hearts.
I don’t even really like artichoke hearts, but I’ll add them to my salad every now and then when I come across them at a salad bar or two. But now I know if I ever want to make homemade artichoke dip, use the canned hearts.
Steaming the thing wasn’t too bad (especially because Ryan did that part), but the pealing of it to get to that itsy-bitsy-teenie-weenie-heart…not worth it.
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