A childhood belief about general

When I was little, my Mum told me that any food we didn't eat at dinner went to a place called Leftover Land. (Later questioning, after I saw that it in fact was spooned into the bin, revealed that a wizard comes and removes it from the bin before transporting it to Leftover Land.)

She threatened that one day she was going to take us to Leftover Land, where we'd have to eat, finally, all of our associated leftovers.

I sometimes left behind the parts of the meal I liked best, so that when she finally took me I'd be able to have a good time.