Crumbs for, at best, crows

I hate wasting food. I hate wasting money, I hate wasting work and I hate wasting time. Therefore I would hate knowing that I wasted my product, be this a product I love or a product I despise, irrelevant. Thus I gathered everything that would be wasted if not put on paper, since it belongs nowhere defined, and gathered it all in this book of crumbs, leftovers, nibbles. To enjoy or choke. Whatever. Matters not.