The American "to go box" has always fascinated me, and to be honest, made my stomach churn slightly. Germs, germs, germs, people! Think about it. You get your large portion of dinner at the restaurant. It then sits on your plate at room temperature until you finish the rest of your food, eat desert, pay your bill, visit the bathroom or whatever else, before requesting your styrofoam "to go box" for what was left over. Said leftovers are duly placed in this white box of doom as I like to call it, then transported home (spending more time at room temperature) before finally being placed in the refrigerator. Now I'm neither a germophobe nor a food hygiene expert, but I know this is NOT a hygienic way to handle food. Thankfully, nobody I know has died or become ill from leftovers poisoning, but I do know several people who eat their restaurant leftovers up to 2 or 3 days after the original meal, which always amazes me. American friends, I'm not judging or criticizing you. Honestly, it's just my own personal opinion. Perhaps because portion sizes in the UK are so much smaller and therefore we never have the need for a "to go box", I'm just unused to this practice. But needless to say, there has never been one found in the LeBlanc family refrigerator, and there never will be. Okay, so maybe I am a germophobe after all...!
|Never will these pass my threshold!|
|Me, to the white box of doom|
Much confusion at a school event the other day. I had to make a list of all my son's classmates' names as they were standing in line. I knew most of their first names which was great, but then began the confusion. When I asked what their last names were, I drew several blank stares. I asked again, nothing. I then asked what their surnames were - yep, the same response. Thankfully, another Mum realized my dilemma and jumped in by telling me the proper term over here is actually "last name" so now I know. I suppose it makes more sense, first name then last name, so that should be easy enough for me to remember. My poor children though, I'm sure I will embarrass them a lot more in the future :)
My favorite TV show The Walking Dead is finally back on Sunday nights! Yippee! I've been waiting for what seems like forever for it to return. Anyway, this means that the kiddos will be rushed to bed early every Sunday night so that the husband and I can watch Rick, Daryl and Michonne do their thing. We then have to watch Talking Dead for what could only be described as therapy to analyze what just happened. (Total TWD junkies). Afterwards, I lay awake for the rest of night with my wheels turning, worrying about what is going to happen next week, so I get absolutely no sleep. Anyway, here I am, Monday morning, yawning my head off, but it was totally worth it :) Have a great week folks!