As a child, my pohpoh frequently warned/scolded me:
“Every grain of rice left on your plate is a pock-mark on your husband’s face!"
I wonder now about my husband’s plates of rice when he was growing up. Was it how much he ate or how much he left on his plate that contributed to the sickness in his gut? And to his marrying me?
Because now he can no longer eat rice.
And I am the one with the pock-marks.