Adorable. And useful.
When we were at Passover seder last year, my Bubbie — who, like the rest of my grandparents lived through the Depression and was old enough to be acutely aware of it — lamented to the table, "I had to pay a dollar for my shank bone*! Not even during the Great Depression did I ever have to pay for a shank bone!"
I started stockpiling dried beans and canned good about a week after that. Bubbie knows. Bubbie knows.
*For the non-Jewzebels: one of the symbolic items on a Passover seder plate is a lamb shank bone representing the sacrifice the spared the Jews' first born sons from the final plague.