Oh, yeah. Palm of the hand-sized portions of meat. Right.

Maybe palm of the hand of the jolly green giant. Now that my wife is doing the grocery shopping, I'm still having trouble getting her to realize that two pounds of meat for a meal leaves just a little bit of leftovers. That's one pound for me, and half-pound split between her and our four-year-old. (they both still eat other stuff) She insists upon getting just 1.5 pounds and then wonders why there are no leftovers.

4 oz. Sheesh.