Yes, I would do the same...somewhat like vegetarians and vegans who eat animals killed by motor vehicles (aka roadkill). Which I have a little trouble stomaching but it totally makes sense. Also keeps raptors and other critters from getting killed themselves while feasting on the sides or middles of the road. I diverge!
Food waste makes me very sad and frustrated. When somebody tells me, they ordered a “burger“ and couldn’t finish it I think of the poor animal it was made from... a waste of a life not to mention a waste of food that somebody else could have used to sustain their own life.
Yes, I would do the same...somewhat like vegetarians and vegans who eat animals killed by motor vehicles (aka roadkill). Which I have a little trouble stomaching but it totally makes sense. Also keeps raptors and other critters from getting killed themselves while feasting on the sides or middles of the road. I diverge!
Food waste makes me very sad and frustrated. When somebody tells me, they ordered a “burger“ and couldn’t finish it I think of the poor animal it was made from... a waste of a life not to mention a waste of food that somebody else could have used to sustain their own life.
I am thinking of this poem:
BY GERARD MANLEY HOPKINS
to a young child
Márgarét, áre you gríeving
Over Goldengrove unleaving?
Leáves like the things of man, you
With your fresh thoughts care for, can you?
Ah! ás the heart grows older
It will come to such sights colder
By and by, nor spare a sigh
Though worlds of wanwood leafmeal lie;
And yet you wíll weep and know why.
Now no matter, child, the name:
Sórrow’s spríngs áre the same.
Nor mouth had, no nor mind, expressed
What heart heard of, ghost guessed:
It ís the blight man was born for,
It is Margaret you mourn for.