Every other Sunday lunch we have a roast chicken dinner/lunch/tea (delete as appropriate to one’s upbringing). Every other Monday evening for tea we have Chicken and vegetable pie with chips and gravy. The good lady wife her indoors uses leftover chicken from the Sunday carcass to fill the Monday evening pies. If I’m being honest I prefer the every other Monday tea more than the every other Sunday roast.
But the thing is leftovers. I hate food-waste. It get sad when I have to throw food away for whatever/any reason. Finding a tin of failed science experiment in the fridge makes me sad. coming across tins and packets past their use-by make me sad. I hate throwing food away. Even going out with Young Masher for an All You Can Eat Bingeathon makes me sad if I can’t clean the plate. Yes, that has happened and yes I felt really bad about it but also I couldn’t finish it.
But I do hate food-waste.
I think I finished mine.
Brought up proper, I was.
I’m with you 100% on this. I hate food waste.
Fortunately, some (slightly) out of date foods can go in the dog, but the rest has to go in the bin.
Which makes me sad… and bloody annoyed.
I do like the sound of that pie, though! 🙂