When I think of ‘the leftovers’, my mind wanders to Thursday night’s dinner in my house. That’s leftovers night. It’s a bit sad, wilted, disappointing. Though it’s been zapped in the microwave, it’s not piping hot all the way through. There are cold patches within. It feels a little like giving up. Sure, you’re doing the Right Thing by not wasting what is left, but it’s not the same as it was before. It’s less. And that cannot be overcome. That’s what life is like […]
The search for nourishment
The Leftovers by Tom Perrotta













