Paddy and I recently locked horns in an epic marital battle, and I think it's important to document these things from time to time so we can learn from our mistakes, you know, or at least remember how right I was. We're not typically fighters, but sometimes a girl's gotta engage when the stakes are high.
The whole scene began when Paddy returned from a grocery shopping trip to WinCo and complained about the (apparently excessive) cost of Kraft Macaroni and Cheese.
"The off-brand is fifty cents cheaper," he said, eyebrows raised emphatically as if that would be the difference between sending Bug to college and finding ourselves living under the viaduct with all of our belongings perched in a stolen shopping cart.
I argued the extra half dollar was worth it for the name brand stuff, especially since we eat boxed macaroni and cheese as a family just this side of never. He argued that when that fifty cents represents a 100% mark up over the other options, it was silly.
(I'll admit it; when you say it like that, it does seem a bit unnecessary.) In general, I'm totally on board with generic brands. What can I say? I'm a bargain shopper! But there are a few things in life that require the expertise and research and development background only found in the name-brand product. Peanut butter, for example. Q-tips. And, I'll argue, boxed macaroni and cheese.
Anticipating my response, Paddy had come home with several boxes of the off-brand and a couple of the familiar blue one, and challenged me to a taste-off.
To begin with, I say he cheated, because he got the regular boxes of Kraft and the spiral boxes of the off-brand, and everyone knows that spirals are way better than regular. No matter, though. I still won, and won handily. The verdict is in. If I'm going to eat neon orange powdered cheese product, by golly I'm paying a premium for it.
Agree? No? What do you only buy the name-brand version of? Perhaps most importantly, did your mom put hotdogs in your Mac when you were little?