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I’m sure everyone’s heard of it, but if not, check out Books-To-Go before you buy your textbooks directly from your university bookstore. I just bought mine for $50-$70 cheaper per USED BOOK (than the used price at the bookstore). Hey, every dolla you save is a dolla to spend on beer, right?

You can order your books online, but if one of yours isn’t listed or a used on isn’t listed give them a call. They can verify whether what’s listed online is updated (as the start of the semester nears, they’re getting in shipments all the time so online isn’t always updated). And they’ve even told me in the past when they expect to get their next shipment of that (or any) books so I can call back.

Then they pull the books you need, hold them under your name, and you can either drive through and pick them up or walk in. Everything’s ready for you, you don’t have to search for anything, AND it’s cheaper. How does this happen?

For some reason their phone number isn’t listed on their site. But I promise they’ll be nice if you call: 316.685.2665.

And it always helps if you have your section numbers ready when you call. I also keep the title of the book handy so I can verify they have everything I need before I get there.

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After my dinner at To Chau, I thought I’d like to try to make spring rolls and drunken noodles (in an attempt to use up some of the red Thai dragon peppers I’m growing). I wandered into Lucky Market and hit the jackpot. Who knew such places exist in Wichita? Well, I knew there were Asian markets, I just had no idea they were so big! (That’s what she said.) Fair disclaimer: Most packages are prominently in languages I don’t speak/read, but if you take time to look there’s also English.

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Born and raised a Catholic girl, I spent most of my life scrunching my nose at the mention of seafood. And I don’t think it was closed-mindedness. Rather, I blame Lent. When Lenten “sacrifices” involved eating fish on Fridays, I naturally assumed fish was some type of punishment. And it doesn’t help when the extent of my fish experiences involved fish sticks and canned tuna, and the unappetizing odor associated with both. Would I like fish for dinner? No thank you.

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