In my early 20s, I was homeless or on the brink of homelessness a few times, so dumpster diving became pretty normal.
I would dig through discarded fast food bags in order to get any loose fries or sauce packets I could get, I'd go through hotel trashcans in order to get leftover slices or uneaten pizza crust, and I'd eat stale popcorn from near the exits of movie theatres. Loose bags of chips, discarded fruit from school lunches, and half-eaten pastries from outside coffee shops were like delicacies for me
I still remember one of the happiest moments of those years was when I found a still-warm stack of syrup-soaked pancakes in a to-go box outside an IHOP.
I worked in various fast-food joints throughout this time as well, so whatever free food I could sneak away I totally did. The chicken nuggets were the best because they were still good when cold
