----------------------------------------- I only did dumpster diving for a brief period in my life (in between not knowing about it, and being mind controlled not to engage in it so as to support the economy). I enjoyed keeping food out of our landfills and incinerators. I was raised with a strong ethic around preservation of food; both my parents grew up with scarcity. My mother's family grew all their own food. One of the things I found when dumpster diving, is that you find really, like, sweet and fatty food in dumpsters. Luxury food. Stuff I wouldn't usually buy, because I was used to eating frugally. It was kind of already a downhill slope to my current situation of food stamps. I used to like food being associated with personal health and effort, it can feel really fulfilling. You can do that with dumpster diving with a lot of work, but especially when new to it there's a big rush of impressiveness, that such yummy food can be found for free. One of the things we had at the time was a pizza place that would throw their pizzas out at the end of the day. Big piles of pizza.