Did you grow you up with the mindset that you had to clean up your plate? That if you cleaned up your plate you would somehow single handily save the starving children in China.
When growing up did you have to clean your plate before leaving the table?
Where you forced to eat everything even if you hated it?
Do you eat that last bite of Mac n Cheese out of the pan instead of throwing it out?
What about that last bite of PBJ off the kid’s plate?
How about the last handful of crackers, chips, last couple cookies?
