Holy crap I hate leftovers. I'm usually pretty good about just making exactly what we will eat, but then I roast a chicken.
I tell myself,"Oh, I'll just make a sandwhich, or some soup, or ooooh, hash!" And then half a chicken will sit in a ziplock bag for two weeks until I btoss the gooey mess into the trash in a cleaning frenzy.
I won't even eat leftover pizza. Just the garlic sauce.
And this is why I'm having another child. So someone will eat the rest of the food.
