I’ve downsized my coffee shop drink. As a familiar there, the baristas are prone to making it as soon as they see me and likewise ringing it up while confirming that I’m getting ‘the usual’.
BTW, I’ve always liked the expression ‘to ring it up’. I’ve written about it before and how it seems so archaic. I haven’t been in a place where the cash register rings with a new purchase in a while.
Sidebar aside, I’ve been educating the baristas about my smaller drink size. Today’s barista said, “May I ask, is it caffeine or price..?”
I smiled. “Nope. It’s waste. I noticed I wasn’t finishing my drink. I’m a boomer and was raised not to waste.”
The twentyish barista said, “Oh, I totally get that. I don’t waste at home. I’m the only one who eats leftovers in my house. It’s crazy, but I don’t want to waste anything.”
“You might be an honorary boomer,” I said.
“Maybe.” She glanced around and leaned forward. “It sure doesn’t come from my family.”
Michael Seidel, writer 
In our house, you cleaned your plate, or learned not to take more than you thought you could eat. Seconds were a compliment, leaving food behind was an insult. that does stay with you…
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OMG, yes! “You’ll sit there until you clean your plate,” Mom told my little sister. L’il sis was called a ‘picky eater’. She would sit in the dark with food on her plate long after the rest of us were done. Seems cruel, now.
The other saying we heard from Grandpa was, “Your eyes were bigger than your plate.” Which evoked, “What?” from us. LOL.
Cheers
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