Last fall, we realized that, like our daughter Gianna, I’m allergic to wheat (and so are, apparently, Josef and Clara). So that has severely limited our choices for dining out.
At face value, one would think that it’s more economical *not* to eat out, but, in this day and age, it can cost as much to buy food as to get it at a restaurant. And, when you work part-time, you interpret all time as money. So, for example, eating at home requires a great deal of time for setup, cooking and cleaning, all of which, when we tally the time it takes, times our hourly pay rates, versus what it costs to eat out, means that, if we eat out frugally, we save money, or at least in theory.
Plus there are the issues of fatigue, always being on the go between various jobs, doctors and other errants, etc.
Anyway, like many young families these days, we tend to eat out too much than is healthy. Since giving up wheat almost completely as a family, we’ve limited our choices to *where* we eat out.
While the total bill is cheaper than, say, making a big family meal at home, there are foods that are cheaper and easier to make at home, so I dont’ see the point in buying them at restaurants.
Since we don’t eat the buns, for example, I don’t see the point in wasting money on burgers when I can cook them at home.
So, when you look at wheat-free foods at restaurants that are affordable, that are worth eating out versus making at home, the choices are few.
Last year, we stopped shopping at Arby’s because they had a slogan on their bag that corrupted a saying from the Gospel (I think it was “Man does not live on bread alone,” but I can’t remember). Mary contacted them in protest, and they never replied. The slogan was bad enough, but it was their lack of a response that really ticked us off.
Recently, we decided to start boycotting McDonald’s because of their endorsement of the National Gay and Lesbian Chamber of Commerce.
We like Chick-fil-A, and we stop there occasionally, but they fall under the “I’m not going to pay full price for a sandwich when all I’m eating is the meat” category.
We eat at Taco Bell (we call it “Taco Barrell,” because that’s what Gianna called it when she was younger) a lot, and it’s nice because the local franchises in Columbia promote themselevs as a Christian company.
Since we stopped eating at McDonald’s, we’ve been going to Wendy’s more often. In one sense, this is fine with me, because I really like Wendy’s–in other sense, it’s all the more frustrating, because I’ve always loved their sandwiches, and it’s a lot harder to resist buying a sandwich at Wendy’s than buying a sandwich at McDonald’s.