Until It's Gone

There are people who never will eat
Food that’s left-over, whether it’s meat,
Salad, veggies or pie;
I don’t really know why -
Guess they simply don’t like to repeat.

That’s not me, for I so hate to waste
Food that one time my table has graced,
That it may take a week
And be slightly past peak,
But I’ll eat ‘til the very last taste.

To all those who are holding back sneers,
It’s okay, for the food disappears
And most times, I don’t mind,
But this week, was resigned
Since the kasha* was up to my ears!

*a grain served with pasta bow ties
(called kasha varnishkes), traditionally
served at the Jewish New Year
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Rigoler Avatar
September 18, 2018 at 7:53 PM
I'm with you, Ilene, I love leftovers though many of my friends throw them in the garbage bin. I was brought up to be frugal not wasteful. Furthermore, many leftover foods taste better after a few days, at least I think so. / M
Allison Avatar
September 18, 2018 at 3:58 PM
I hate waste too Ilene so I am with you on that I also batch cook so can freeze any excess that I make so nothing gets wasted:-) hugs Jan xx
Dietrich Avatar
September 17, 2018 at 5:32 PM
I am much like you in this regard, Ilene. Waste not want not, You should see my food storage. I get super bargains from my grocery store called Woohoo prices and my basement overflows with things that I have to keep my eye out on their expiration date (though I often cook things that expired a year ago!) I read somewhere that canned and packaged goods often last longer than the expiration date.
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