I had a good friend in grade school with whom I shared my brown bag desserts, 50-50. One day, I had a delicious, store bought, jelly doughnut, just calling out my name (alone), so I said, "please, take only one bite." It didn't work. As I held the small remnant of doughnut after the one HUGE bite, I was startled and very hurt to hear the accusation that I was an "Un-even Steven." Naturally, we sat apart at lunch for a couple of days, but being friends we were soon back together. This time I had a wonderful slice of apple pie in my bag. When my friend asked for part of it, I gave all of it - in the face! I never ran faster in all my life.