so i met a friend of mine at a snazzy-ish restaurant for lunch today. its one of his favorites and i thought it'd be nice to try it. well my meal was served with some sort of veggie compote or something (i'm no gourmet, i'd call it mixed veggies) at any rate, it was a lot of squash and zucchini and it wasn't so great. so at the end of the meal, i said to the waiter, can you please box that up for me? and he looked at me like i was crazy. i was like 'its for my chickens'. i don't think that helped him think i was less crazy. i bet i'm the only person ever to eat in that fancy place and request her leftovers for her chickens. but hey a girls gotta do what a girls gotta do!