Ever since I saw that Office episode about Meredith trading sexual services with a supplier for a corporate discount and free Outback Steakhouse, I’ve wanted to eat at Outback Steakhouse. The episode closes with everyone in the break room happily feasting from a multitude of takeout containers. There’s no way you can watch that episode and not want to immediately go.
I’ve been waiting with bated breath to cash out my points for Outback Steakhouse.
At work we have a Facebook-like platform for recognizing our coworkers. Each month we get $5 worth of points to give away. Managers get more.
When you accumulate enough points, you can exchange them in the points store where you’ll find prizes ranging from jewelry to backpacks. There’s also gift cards to just about any chain restaurant you can imagine.
Some people hoard their points for years. Some only buy gifts for others. I cash out as soon as I get enough money to make a dent in a meal at a chain restaurant.
On a positive note, this Sephora Play! box shipped faster than January’s, which took three weeks, traveling by what I can only imagine was an 18th century courier or some guy pushing a wheelbarrow from Maryland.
This subscription box costs $10 a month and includes a variety of samples from brands that Sephora carries. Samples are known for being tiny, but oftentimes high-end.
Something irritating Sephora has done during January and February is sending emails saying “Hey, your box is coming! Here’s what you are going to receive” and then sending different things; sending far worse things, like mushroom latte packets. . .
For $10, I feel like I shouldn’t complain too, too much. This box was worse than last month’s but I’ll start with the three items I did really like:
Last weekend we had to get out of the house.
Another blizzard was predicted to land Saturday night. I laughed-cried when my phone notification dinged that the previous snow emergency was over. For, the next day, the city called another one.
We carefully maneuvered through the lumpy snow filled streets of Minneapolis and St. Paul. The city streets become so narrow with snow piles and parked cars that each block feels like a scary game of chicken.
Lake Street is an incredibly diverse street that spans the city. As a newer St. Paul-ite, I try not to refer to the Lake Street Bridge as the Marshall Avenue Bridge in the company of Minneapolis residents.
This bridge crosses the Mississippi river and takes you to either Minneapolis or St. Paul. There’s a lot of eat along the entire stretch.
We parked near Ingebretsen’s, a 97-year old Scandinavian market.
As a subscription box drama follower, I’ve noticed a couple of things about the Allure box:
- People feel it provides an excellent value for $15 per month.
- People complain about the customer service and billing issues.
When I learned that I could subscribe and cancel easily through Amazon, I signed up. Currently, Allure offers the first box for $10 and ships a welcome gift later.
There does seem to be slight variations in products subscribing through Allure vs. Amazon but my priority is never dealing with billing or cancellation issues so I can deal with that.
With the click of a button, I subscribed via Amazon and my February box arrived about one week later.
Next month’s spoilers are released each month – if you don’t like what you see, unsubscribe via Amazon and resubscribe later.
Here are my thoughts after testing each product in the February box:
Our dining-out adventures have been casual and close-to-home, lately.
Between the snow and polar vortez cold snap, we haven’t wanted to drive very far. Never in my life have I felt -26 (and worse). Walking the 2.5 blocks to the bus was unbearable. I thought my legs were going to give out and collapse after running one block. The house cracked, but our boiler held up. Every potty break for our dog went something like that Bird Box conversation where Sandra Bullock was yelling at her kids.
“UNDER NO CIRCUMSTANCES ARE YOU ALLOWED TO TAKE OFF YOUR BOOTS. . . YOU HAVE TO DO EVERYTHING I SAY OR WE WILL NOT MAKE IT! DO YOU UNDERSTAND.”
We’ve gotten together with family for various occasions and visited our favorites like Stewart’s for patty melts and Himalayan on Lake Street for our typical order of garlic naan, fried okra and potatoes, chicken tikka masala and palek paneer, all spicy.
Find yourself a good bar close enough to tromp through the snow to.
Here are a couple of new things we tried in St. Paul: