Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Who are these people that limit food? I don’t think I am sheltered, but I don’t know anyone like this.
I think its an age thing. My parents weren't like that growing up but I hear from others who visit/stay with them that they pull that kind of stuff. I had to rescue one cousin who was starving.
Anonymous wrote:My ILs are so messed up about food that my MIL and my FIL are 70 and 80 and each do their own grocery shopping and each has their own set "time" in the kitchen which means that FIL only eats breakfast and dinner and MIL only eats lunch. It's very, very weird.
Anonymous wrote:We have the opposite problem. My in laws bring a bunch of random things when they visit and leave them with us. Ham hocks, super fruity wine and beer, a load of bacon, "this pineapple on sale," mango salsa, etc. Nothing for a full meal or dish. They do also bring the full snack shelf from Trader Joes, so that's a plus.
I adore them and my husband and I think this is hilarious.
I'm still not sure what to do with the collection of cherry wine and pumpkin beer we have accumulated, however.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:I love relatives who serve paltry amounts of food at their own house (it is not a financial thing) but when they come to yours they happily inhale 3 meals a day plus snacks, happy hour, and dessert.
My ILs are visiting you? They have no food in their house. They look at our fridge/pantry as a challenge to eat everything in it. I now only buy bananas and orange when they visit because if I have 3 containers of raspberries, 2 of strawberries, and one of blueberries, meant to last for multiple breakfasts for the kids, they will be gone on day one and I’d spend a small fortune in berries for the week. I also have to bag, staple shut, and label dinner ingredients lest I come home from work and find they roasted the chicken I intended to make for dinner and eaten it for lunch.
So say I make 20 baked chicken drumsticks, a large pot of rice, steamed broccoli, and salad for 4 adults and 2 young children who only eat one each. It will all be gone in one sitting because my FIL will amble back into the kitchen and see that there are maybe 2 or 3 drumsticks left and call “hey Jane, we need to finish these up, there are 3 left, I’ll eat 2 and you have 1.” Then, no more than 20 minutes after the meal they will eat heaping bowls of ice cream and 30 minutes after that MIL is in the kitchen looking for a glass of milk and a piece of fruit. They must save all their calories for visiting us because they are not heavy people.
They starve themselves until they come see you. They are making up for lost meals.
Quite possibly since when we visit them they believe that one 1lb box of spaghetti is a sufficient dinner for 6 adults and 4 children.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:I love relatives who serve paltry amounts of food at their own house (it is not a financial thing) but when they come to yours they happily inhale 3 meals a day plus snacks, happy hour, and dessert.
My ILs are visiting you? They have no food in their house. They look at our fridge/pantry as a challenge to eat everything in it. I now only buy bananas and orange when they visit because if I have 3 containers of raspberries, 2 of strawberries, and one of blueberries, meant to last for multiple breakfasts for the kids, they will be gone on day one and I’d spend a small fortune in berries for the week. I also have to bag, staple shut, and label dinner ingredients lest I come home from work and find they roasted the chicken I intended to make for dinner and eaten it for lunch.
So say I make 20 baked chicken drumsticks, a large pot of rice, steamed broccoli, and salad for 4 adults and 2 young children who only eat one each. It will all be gone in one sitting because my FIL will amble back into the kitchen and see that there are maybe 2 or 3 drumsticks left and call “hey Jane, we need to finish these up, there are 3 left, I’ll eat 2 and you have 1.” Then, no more than 20 minutes after the meal they will eat heaping bowls of ice cream and 30 minutes after that MIL is in the kitchen looking for a glass of milk and a piece of fruit. They must save all their calories for visiting us because they are not heavy people.
They starve themselves until they come see you. They are making up for lost meals.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:I love relatives who serve paltry amounts of food at their own house (it is not a financial thing) but when they come to yours they happily inhale 3 meals a day plus snacks, happy hour, and dessert.
My ILs are visiting you? They have no food in their house. They look at our fridge/pantry as a challenge to eat everything in it. I now only buy bananas and orange when they visit because if I have 3 containers of raspberries, 2 of strawberries, and one of blueberries, meant to last for multiple breakfasts for the kids, they will be gone on day one and I’d spend a small fortune in berries for the week. I also have to bag, staple shut, and label dinner ingredients lest I come home from work and find they roasted the chicken I intended to make for dinner and eaten it for lunch.
So say I make 20 baked chicken drumsticks, a large pot of rice, steamed broccoli, and salad for 4 adults and 2 young children who only eat one each. It will all be gone in one sitting because my FIL will amble back into the kitchen and see that there are maybe 2 or 3 drumsticks left and call “hey Jane, we need to finish these up, there are 3 left, I’ll eat 2 and you have 1.” Then, no more than 20 minutes after the meal they will eat heaping bowls of ice cream and 30 minutes after that MIL is in the kitchen looking for a glass of milk and a piece of fruit. They must save all their calories for visiting us because they are not heavy people.

Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:I love relatives who serve paltry amounts of food at their own house (it is not a financial thing) but when they come to yours they happily inhale 3 meals a day plus snacks, happy hour, and dessert.
My ILs are visiting you? They have no food in their house. They look at our fridge/pantry as a challenge to eat everything in it. I now only buy bananas and orange when they visit because if I have 3 containers of raspberries, 2 of strawberries, and one of blueberries, meant to last for multiple breakfasts for the kids, they will be gone on day one and I’d spend a small fortune in berries for the week. I also have to bag, staple shut, and label dinner ingredients lest I come home from work and find they roasted the chicken I intended to make for dinner and eaten it for lunch.
So say I make 20 baked chicken drumsticks, a large pot of rice, steamed broccoli, and salad for 4 adults and 2 young children who only eat one each. It will all be gone in one sitting because my FIL will amble back into the kitchen and see that there are maybe 2 or 3 drumsticks left and call “hey Jane, we need to finish these up, there are 3 left, I’ll eat 2 and you have 1.” Then, no more than 20 minutes after the meal they will eat heaping bowls of ice cream and 30 minutes after that MIL is in the kitchen looking for a glass of milk and a piece of fruit. They must save all their calories for visiting us because they are not heavy people.
Anonymous wrote:I love relatives who serve paltry amounts of food at their own house (it is not a financial thing) but when they come to yours they happily inhale 3 meals a day plus snacks, happy hour, and dessert.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Hotel.
For real. I cannot imagine being a grown adult and afraid to eat in someone’s house. Either buy your own food and stock their house if they have nothing or stay in a hotel. Anything in between and being “afraid” of confrontation is beyond crazy.
Anonymous wrote:Hotel.
Anonymous wrote:DH is a tall guy who runs a lot and usually eats like 4k calories a day (he's very thin, if that matters). When we went to visit my grandparents we'd sneak in a big cooler full of food and bags full of snacks, dried meat, nuts, protein bars. DH would gorge himself before every meal so that he could eat like a bird. It was comical and we had to sneak the trash bag out with the evidence on the last day.
I'll never forget a breakfast they served us: spoiled milk, brown pineapple rings that were served out of a old butter tub, "toast" which was hamburger buns pushed into a toaster and bacon which had just been defrosted. She just kept pulling out the worst food out of her fridge and it was all inedible. DH at least acted like it was the best meal she'd ever cooked.