In those days when our daily bread was in the form of a big loaf – called Roti Benggali – some folks used to slice off the ends, and in fact all the crusts, and ate only the soft insides.
Many people still do this. However, they are missing out the best parts of the bread. In fact, when a new loaf arrives at my home (in pre-sliced form these days), I pick out the end pieces for a delectable breakfast. So while I enjoy my Love Without End, other members of my family can have their Loaf Without Ends!
Perhaps it has to do with my childhood training. I was taught not to waste food, nor even a grain of rice, not even a crumb of bread (let alone ‘huge’ chunks of crusty pieces).