Cooking for a small household is an exercise in bad math. You cook a meal, and you end up with that awkward amount of leftovers. It’s not enough to be a second meal, but it’s too much to throw away. So you put it in a Tupperware container. You seal it up, you put it in the back of the fridge, and you whisper a little lie to yourself: "I'll eat that for lunch tomorrow." No, you won't. You just built a tiny plastic coffin for three tablespoons of pasta, and you’re going to let it grow a fur coat for two weeks until it’s legally old enough to throw itself out.