The fridge is filled with questionable content. Each styrofoam box and cardboard carton gives a new possibility for an effortless meal. One box stands out. A Chili's box from the night before reveals a half eaten meal that (for the most part) is still fresh. A solitary glistening strip of honey-chipolte chicken stands out in a pile of pale, soggy fries. Why the fries where even taken is a mystery. The rest of the box is discarded and the piece of chicken in thrown in a bag and taken to school.
Who has the time to make food? Lunch leftover from takeout sometime earlier in the week is fast, easy, cheap, and always sounds delicious. But what is so delicious about old food that has sat in the fridge for days? Maybe it is the memories of that advertizement that made you want it in the first places.
Well no matter how much you try to convince yourself, the food you now enjoy is NOT the food you see in the advertisement.
Hiaku
Some leftover chicken.
Well do i really want this?
Meh, I guess it works.
Image from the Belfast Telegraph
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