My wife, Laurie and I were spending the night in Philadelphia, PA. The hotel in which we were staying was located in close proximity to the train station known as Penn Station/Reading Terminal. We went out to dinner and we both ordered lasagna, the portions were immense. When we had finished our meal, each of us had approximately 1/2 of the portion remaining. The waitress asked if we would like a “doggie bag”, and we said “yes” knowing that we had to walk right by the Penn Station/Reading Terminal. Like many train stations, there were a number of homeless people in the vicinity. We had no trouble finding a person who needed a meal and blessed her with a lasagna dinner. She was very excited and grateful.