I do. I even eat other people’s leftovers. This week Sara invited me over for dinner — she’d made a lovely pork loin with roasted vegetables. Since she’s headed to India for work, she knew she wouldn’t finish all the leftover meat, and asked if I wanted some. I was happy to accept, and have been enjoying the tasty slices in stir-fry, adding my own fresh mushrooms and spinach.
According to the Washington Post, I’m the exception:
“Once the mainstay of weekday lunchboxes and thrifty home cooks, leftovers today constitute the single largest source of edible food waste in U.S. homes, according to a new study by the Natural Resources Defense Council, an environmental group.”
“Lunchboxes” might be a quaint concept too, if you work at a high tech company like Google that provides three free gourmet meals a day to employees, or even at a more modest workplace that offers a subsidized cafeteria.
The article goes on to say that lots of us put leftovers in plastic containers and forget we have them, remember only after the food has spoiled. Or, we take out the shriveled contents of a plastic container and find that the food looks less appealing than going out and getting something fresh — especially in a city like Seattle where we’re all surrounded by food trucks, easy take-out, and a lot of interesting restaurants.
There used to be a moral significance attached to not wasting food, but that seems to have gone by the boards.
What about you — do you eat leftovers? Why or why not?