Today I went to Chipotle for lunch and really wanted a child's sized bag of chips to go with my burrito bowl. As I drove over, I fretted that they wouldn't sell the child's size to me and that I couldn't really be trusted with the full size bag at the moment. I didn't want to be disappointed.
But alas- I was NOT disappointed! HOORAY! This chipotle calls them "baby chips," which endeared them to me even more. Have you seen the little bag? It is the size of your hand. Adorable and satisfying.
However, it made me think of the many establishments that won't sell people small sizes or child sizes (unless you are a child)- and I know that I can half my portion and take it home, but sometimes I don't want the leftovers in my home. It was a splurge and I've moved on. And it makes me sad to waste food.
::sigh:: Just like yesterday and my post about being "assaulted by sugar"- this reminded me about how much our culture doesn't really set us up to succeed.
Does anyone feel the same way? Like you are swimming upstream?