The blessing and curse of Park Slope is that we can't walk two feet without running into a restaurant of some sort. The blessing, obviously, is that we don't have to cook—like, ever. The curse, of course, is that eating out all of the time is e-x-p-e-n-s-i-v-e. Just look at the FIPS Throwdowns if you want proof—$17 for some noodles and breaded chicken? COME ON, SZECHUAN DELIGHT, SOME OF US HAVE FAMILIES TO SUPPORT. And since we spend all of our money on rent, it's difficult to justify shelling out $20 for a single meal, especially since $20 can buy a week's worth of groceries.
Cue The Art of Eating In, the blog-turned-book of Brooklyn's own Cathy Erway. The book details Erway's two-year jaunt not eating out (the experiment was also documented in her blog, Not Eating Out in New York).