October 2018 – Bottles And Accountability

Happy November once again! I don’t know where you’re from, but around here a lot of people have some beef with the month of November. It’s neither cozy autumn, nor solstice-December. But I object! November is more than rain, wind and increasingly below-freezing temperatures! It’s also a time for tea, blankets, candles, staying inside, all things cozy and… accountability for all the things we spent on in October.

Will they come and demand I give my frugal card back soon? Because I keep spending money on stuff that is not technically essential, and yet I don’t even have the audacity to regret it.

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Darning Handkerchiefs

Happy first of November! We are now, without a doubt, in the candlelit, couch-snuggling, crafts-enjoying, darning part of the year. The weather is turning darker and colder outside, and few things are as nice as coming home and cradling a warm cup.

It is also the part of the year where I start working on my basket of projects and repairs. Summer is just not the right time for it. We’re far too busy enjoying the warm outdoors, visiting friends, foraging and watching sunsets. But when autumn and winter sets in? I know few things more iconic than snuggling up in an armchair, project in hand, maybe a blanket, a cup of tea, preferably a lit fireplace someplace within my line of sight.

I love mending, darning and repairing my old things. It is like an act of love towards an item which has served you well. And added bonus is that I don’t have to buy new things, which is a hassle I just don’t enjoy.

So when I was actually asked to illustrate how I repaired hankies… how could this crafty granny (in a young person’s body) resist??

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Just Because You Can Afford It, Does Not Mean You Are Entitled To It

I think there is this general attitude amongst us people in this capitalistic world – that if you can afford it, you are entitled to it. It doesn’t matter if that something has caused pain in the making (ivory, for example). The people with the most money wins the game of life. Especially if we look at how insanely much of the world wealth is in their possession.

I think we need a paradigm shift. Where the pain inflicted on other beings made something less desirable or even ugly.

But these things relate to more non-tangible things as well. Why should you, generic rich-mc-rich person be entitled to fly everywhere in your private jet daily, when we know emissions from planes are a serious problem for climate change? Why should you be entitled to waste oodles and oodles of land and resources, just so you can build a sprawling mansion with a huge park around it to keep the common folk at bay?

And why should we, in the so-called “developed world” be entitled to use much more than our fair share of the planet’s resources? I have heard people express how awful it would be for the planet if everyone developed the habits of the West. But do they try to reduce their consumption? Strangely enough – no. Even more abhorrently – I’ve heard distant family members express that the developing world can’t expect to enjoy the same levels of comfort we are enjoying.

You know, because it would trash the planet

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Half A Lamb – The Beginning

This is going to be a very difficult post to write. Even typing the title made my fingers resist the keyboard. This topic is still too raw and too close, but I will try to write it anyway, because I think it is important to capture the thoughts behind why we did this. We bought half a lamb, and intend to try to keep it as our only source of meat for a whole year. Time will tell if our experiment will be a success.

Together with my best friend M, we went ahead and bought a lamb carcass from a local, organic farmer, half a lamb each. We did this to buy locally and to reduce our food miles, but also to remind ourselves where our food comes from. For M the latter was not necessary, as she grew up on a farm. To her, buying clingfilm-wrapped packages in the supermarket is something she was only exposed to as an adult, but I digress.

I dipped my toes into it by posting on twitter. Having been known as a mainly plant-based household by other bloggers, it was a difficult thing to admit to. But response was largely positive, so I will try to describe what we did and why.  It has been less than a week since we picked it up, and here are my thoughts on the process so far.


Having been on a plant-based diet for three years, with animal products slowly sneaking their way back into our kitchen the past year after we moved back to Norway, I can only say writing this post feels difficult. Mr. Frugasaurus was never plant-based, yet he still went with me when I asked if we could have a plant-based only kitchen in London.

But Mr. Frugasaurus loves his cheese and especially his stick meat, which is one of the main Christmas dishes in Norway (we have several based on region/family history), which he gets at his grandmother’s house every year. Every so often the rest of the year, he would get meat cravings. But because he is an economical fellow, he bought the cheapest meat in the grocery store.

This made me concerned. How could I know this animal had led anything close to a decent life with sunlight, outdoor spaces and little stress?

Of course, I couldn’t.

So I went online to the local organic food guide and checked whether there was any local sheep farmers in our district, so that I might accommodate the desire in the best way I could think of. I wanted the whole animal, because there are only so many pieces of filet/leg/etc. I wanted to be conscious about the whole process. But because a whole lamb was too much for the two of us, I roped in my experienced friend M, who has butchered several animals in her childhood, to share the animal with us.

I figured, if we are going to bring meat back into the house, it will be with the full consciousness of the violence of it all, and with the mentality that it should be the only meat we purchase all year. No more occasional purchase of simple packages in the store, far removed from the real animal.

The meat of the problem

We eat too much meat and animal products.

From this site I found that the average member of an OECD country in 2017 (Norway is one) ate 30.2 kg of poultry, 23.6 kg of pork, 14.5 kg of beef and veal, and 1.4 kg of sheep meat per person. By comparison, an average citizen of the US consumed 48.8 kg of poultry, 25.8 kg of beef and veal, 23.6 kg of pork and 0.2 kg of sheep.

This is absolute madness. Especially considering that 1 kg of meat takes on average around 10 kg of feed plus copious amounts of water to produce. That is food and water that could be used to feed our growing population. Or even better, surplus land from eating less meat could be turned back to wildlife habitats.

Our one lamb was 14 kg. Divided by two households that is 7 kg of meat and bone. Divided by the 365 days in a year, that is comes out at about 20 grams per day for our household. If my experiment goes according to plan, this will be paced out over the year. With a new influx only if we decide to do this again next October. No grocery store meat.

Sustainable consumption

That would sound like very little to any meat eater, but that is the level of meat consumption per year it is realistic to aim for if we want to continue to consume meat. Especially if we want to live sustainably and add a bit of dairy and eggs on top. That is a couple of slices of ham or cheese for your breakfast or lunch bagel. Or it could be 3-5 thin slices of wok meat in your stir fry. It is not a lot. And remember that any dairy, cheese, eggs or fish is added to the total as well.

If you want to live sustainably, yet eat a little meat at the same time, you could either eat a tiny, tiny bit every day and probably feel deprived. OR, you could eat plant-based dishes during the week and serve yourself a meat-based treat for supper on Sundays. If you want the flavour to linger, make broth from the bones and add to vegetable soups and stews. There are many ways to make the flavour go further.

In the words of Graham Hill, be a weekday vegetarian. I think this idea is much easier for people to swallow, because it means not giving up anything permanently. You can still visit grandma and eat her famous roast. You can still have a burger once in a while if that is what you are truly craving. Although I would add to his statement – be a weekday vegan (as best you can).

Just because we can afford to trash the planet, does not mean we are entitled to. Meat free Mondays are just not going to cut it. It needs to be the other way around.

Half a lamb

Here is what I learned from the process itself.

As I mentioned, M grew up on a farm and has both slaughtered and butchered animals before. For that reason, we opted for “whole lamb” as opposed to roughly butchered in large pieces. We wanted the whole process, and M could teach me a new skill.

The only caveat is that we did not get the offal, only the muscle. We asked if offal was possible, but the slaughterhouse could not guarantee it would be from the same animal. Getting offal from any and all lambs from that slaughterhouse was not a risk we were willing to take. The whole point was keeping things local and organic.

So we had only the carcass, bled and hung for a week. M, ever the experienced one, served vegetable burgers for dinner before we got to work, sharp knives and whetstone ready at hand.

I will not detail the process, and I did not take any pictures. The violence of cutting a creature apart was such that there was only room for a mind that was focused on the task. We finished dinner at six pm and worked well into the night.

An ironic and perhaps uncomfortable truth

I quickly understood why M did not want to eat meat on a butchering day. Never have I ever, even in the midst of my purely plant-based years, felt so fed up by meat. It was everywhere. It got into my nails, I had stains up to my elbows, and the smell lingered on my fingers as a constant reminder. We are always keen on traditional preservation techniques, so much of it is now lying in brine or covered in salt to cure. The job is not done yet.

At the time of writing this post, it has been four days since we butchered the lamb, and I still cannot even stomach the idea of consuming it. M boiled a broth on the bones the next day, and used some of it to flavour a vegetable stew. We picked the scraps of meat off the bones and served it as a side. Mr. Frugasaurus and M’s partner who had not partaken in the work happily added it to their bowls, M and I abstained.

Personally, I think M’s reaction is more telling than mine. I have been plant-based for three years and have only deviated for the past year. I have never killed anything larger than a small fish, and I have never butchered a whole animal except store-bought chicken. But M grew up with this, and she tells me this is normal. Another goat dairy farmer I’ve talked to spoke of the same thing. When she has to club the baby male goats to death because they are useless in a dairy herd, she doesn’t want anyone to talk to her, let alone crack jokes.

It is a serious business, slaughtering and eating other animals, and it should be treated as such.

Want more?

Here are more bloggers tackling the issue, and one news article about the recent UN IPCC report:

(Almost) Zero-Waste Beauty Routine

A while back, I posted my very low-key, zero-waste hair care routine. The post turned out to be quite popular, so I thought I’d have a go at writing about my extremely simplified “beauty” routine.

Now, I have never been big on makeup, always finding it took an awful lot of time for very little reward. As a teenager I tried to don some for special occasions, but I have never been one to wear makeup on a daily basis. Luckily for me, I live in a country/work in an industry where you’re not penalized for not adhering to sexist beauty standards. So if that is not the case for your area/office/profession, this post will probably not be of much use. I am reluctant to even call it a beauty routine because, much like my hair care, this is almost as simple as it gets, and yet I smell clean and fresh for work.

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So We Went Ahead And Bought A House

Oy wey, where do I even start on this one?

But as the title suggest, Mr. Frugasaurus are on our way of getting ourselves a mortgage. It is not the house in the forest/by the sea that we are dreaming of, but it should be a solid step towards it in the future.

We have been eyeing the market for a while, and there was this property we kept coming back to.

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7 Things We Don’t Spend Money On – Frugal tips

I have been pondering about this recently. We have been saving a large chunk of our income for over a year now, but to be honest, I don’t feel like we are depriving ourselves of a normal life. Being frugal has become an intrinsic part of our daily routine.

We eat good food, have a great flat, and my electric bike feels like the epitome of hedonic adaptation and luxury. Looking at how I grew up, it feels like we’re way more luxurious than my childhood memories. Then again, Mr. Frugasaurus and myself don’t have children to raise and care for.

But at the same time, the question comes back to haunt me: What do “normal” people spend money on that we don’t? Obviously, this is not such an easy question for me to answer since I, admittedly, don’t spend money in the way other people do. But as I remarked to Mr. Frugasaurus the other day: What would I do with all my income if I didn’t save the majority of it? Sushi? Lunch at work? A bus pass? Maybe a bunch of new socks?

Then what? I’d still have quite a bit left over I’d imagine, unless we started going out every month.

So here are 7 things we simply don’t spend (much) money on, which enable us to save half of an average income in my area.

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September 2018 – Relationships And Changes

September has been a month largely dominated by the teaching semester being on in full. Work has been hectic, and even though we made attempts at being social, I have just had to scale back. 

Mr. Frugasaurus is also working hard on making his freelance gig work. So even though there have been one or two excursions, this month has been largely dominated by work and working. 

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