Leftovers and guilt trips.
Like many of us, my wife has a bad case of “doggie bag guilt”. You know, when you can’t finish your meal at the restaurant and you take the food home only to leave it in the fridge for a week (sometimes more) and the whole time knowing that you would never get around to eating it. You even knew this when you were taking the time to scoop it into the Styrofoam container, but you did it anyway. You know damn well you will never reheat that pasta. French fries suck when you microwave them. What the hell are you going to do with just 5 nachos anyway? Guilt. Guilt is the reason you brought that food home. […]