I am fortunate to work with a gentleman whose wife occasionally makes enormous quantities of tamales in several varieties and sells them to his coworkers. They are great, and freeze well, so last time I bought six dozen. Knowing what kind of cook she is, imagine my reaction when he stuck his head into my office and said, "My wife is making mole tonight; do you want to order a plate?" Did I ever.
I just finished eating a huge serving of shredded white meat chicken in her magnificent mole (will post the recipe if I can pry it out of her), with rice and beans and four lovely homemade tortillas, for six dollars. Life doesn't get much better than that.
Does anyone else have similar happy stories about homemade wonders that you are able to buy from so-and-so's sister, your cousin's next door neighbor, etc?