Costco

When I was a kid, my father used to take us to Costco for lunch. He wouldn't buy us hot dogs, or pizza, or anything else from the food court. No, my budget conscious father would instruct his brood, "Eat as many free samples as you can! There wont be any more food until dinner time!"

We scattered and consumed. It was a highlight of the weekend, and a rare opportunity to get our hands on much coveted junk food. Every year, that Costco membership more than paid for itself with free samples alone.

I'm rapidly approaching middle age, single, and childless. It's hard to justify a Costco membership for myself. But maybe it will be worthwhile if I go in as a married couple with either my friend Matt, or my brother. Probably Matt because he has a car, and we're not siblings so there are no weird incestuous undertones. If he's not into it, I guess I'll propose to my brother. For the free samples.

my most oft-repeated Seinfeld quote

Right before tucking into food I've made for myself, I declare it to be a "perfectly sane food to eat!"