Yesterday marked the first official day of our descent into what I keep calling “poverty mode.” It’ll be good practice for us if/when we ever end up with 2 children in daycare at the same time. My biggest fear is that I’ll get complacent with the budget (and yes, it’s kind of on me, since I’m the one who manages most of the accounts in our household), and we won’t be anywhere close to being able to get our new furnace. But we’ll see. I’ll make it work. I have to make it work. One winter, our ancient clunker furnace is going to go out, and we’re not going to be able to fix it.
One reason that we don’t save as much as we should is the fact that we eat out far more than we should. It really is a balancing act when you work full-time, and you’re trying to raise a family. There just aren’t enough hours in the day it seems. I can see why so many people succumb to hitting a drive-thru after work, or just popping a pizza in the oven. Lord knows we’ve done that enough ourselves, but I do try to cook more often than us eating out. Growing up, we didn’t have a lot of money, so eating out was a treat for us. I try & do that now, too–Just make a dinner out a special occasion, rather than the norm. One of our big weaknesses as a family is pizza. Jay & the bambino are more interested in toppings, whereas I’m a crust person. When I saw Dan from IslandEAT had a post on Chicago-style Deep Dish Pizza, I knew I was in trouble. I LOVE deep-dish pizza, although I’ve never eaten it in Chicago.
The crust was actually easy to make, even without a stand mixer (which is what the recipe calls for). I just have to post this picture, though, because sometimes my brain reverts to my 10-year-old self, and 15 hours after-the-fact, this is still cracking me up:
Yeah, like I said, I’m still immature at times. Anyway…While Dan did far more gourmet pizzas, I just followed the recipe as it was (the sauce is delicious as well!), just adding sausage to the pizza Jay & I ate.
Delicious, buttery, flaky pizza crust. There’s about 1/2-lb. of sausage left over, and since the bambino didn’t eat more than about 2 bites of his crust, I might just add the rest of it to his pizza and take it for lunch next week. I think overall the only thing I’d do differently is to bake the pizzas for a full 30 minutes instead of just 25. I wanted my mozzarella just a little more melted.
Baked chicken will be tonight’s dinner. I should get to work on a menu for the rest of the week, as well as start work on a grocery list for next Saturday. It’s back to the $40 grocery budgets from here on, so I probably ought to work out a menu for next week too!