3:30 p.m. (c)
Good idea. 1/3 of food goes to waste. In UK, I had a freezer, and a fridge, so I would plan out my meals in advance, a few weeks ahead. So I was able to enjoy my food quite a lot.
The only time food went to waste was when this very wicked french flatmate tricked me that she was having dinner at like 7 or 8 p.m., kind of emotionally blackmailing and guilt tripping me, manipulating me, coercing me, into eating with her, when she made some cheese toast, one of her french cheeses, which I didn't like, so I threw away
She then killed my snake plant which she knew I was attached to
I don't want to name her, fearing revenge or retaliation or
Whatever
