Anonymous wrote:I was part of a mom’s preschool group that made a meal train for me when I had my second child. So, granted, the person who signed up to bring this wasn’t my BFF of anything. So I give her a pass..
But I was sent “pizza pasta.” It was cooked noodled, some pepperoni, a jar of sauce, and bag of mozzarella dumped on top, all in an aluminium casserole dish. Plus box of generic frozen Texas toast garlic bread. Whole things was tossed. Yuck. If you are going to sign up for a meal train, don’t send bare minimum packaged stuff.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:I was part of a mom’s preschool group that made a meal train for me when I had my second child. So, granted, the person who signed up to bring this wasn’t my BFF of anything. So I give her a pass..
But I was sent “pizza pasta.” It was cooked noodled, some pepperoni, a jar of sauce, and bag of mozzarella dumped on top, all in an aluminium casserole dish. Plus box of generic frozen Texas toast garlic bread. Whole things was tossed. Yuck. If you are going to sign up for a meal train, don’t send bare minimum packaged stuff.
And this is why meal trains aren't realistic. Overwhelmed volunteers and recipients with champagne tastes.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:When we had a new baby someone brought us raw salmon and some sort of side ingredients (this was a while ago and I wasn't really sleeping, so my memory on the details is fuzzy but maybe a bagged salad?) and said "Enjoy cooking!" Thankfully DH is a great cook and he prepared the meal, but he was irked.
One time my MIL’s friend and friend’s dd and 3 year old granddaughter came to see our infant twins. Not only did they not bring us anything, but the 3 year old was hungry, so they asked for a snack. They let’s her wander around our house while she ate a granola bar, dropping crumbs everywhere. I was dumbfounded.
You’re mad that a 3 year old got hungry at your house?
Of course not. I’m annoyed that they chose to visit with a hungry 3 year old, brought nothing, asked us for food, and made a mess. We had newborn preterm twins. If you aren’t going to be helpful, the least you can do is make your visit help-neutral.
They didn’t ask you to cook for her. She had a granola bar. Geez.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:When we had a new baby someone brought us raw salmon and some sort of side ingredients (this was a while ago and I wasn't really sleeping, so my memory on the details is fuzzy but maybe a bagged salad?) and said "Enjoy cooking!" Thankfully DH is a great cook and he prepared the meal, but he was irked.
One time my MIL’s friend and friend’s dd and 3 year old granddaughter came to see our infant twins. Not only did they not bring us anything, but the 3 year old was hungry, so they asked for a snack. They let’s her wander around our house while she ate a granola bar, dropping crumbs everywhere. I was dumbfounded.
You’re mad that a 3 year old got hungry at your house?
Of course not. I’m annoyed that they chose to visit with a hungry 3 year old, brought nothing, asked us for food, and made a mess. We had newborn preterm twins. If you aren’t going to be helpful, the least you can do is make your visit help-neutral.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Obviously a meal that sickens people is the worst, but as far as meals that are lovingly prepared according to food safety standards and food tolerances, it sucks to receive something that looks and smells very enticing, but is terrible: a soup that’s way too salty, meat that’s all gristle, something that would be perfect if it didn’t contain that one overpowering ingredient that you just can’t stand, like blue cheese or cilantro.
The absolute worst is receiving a meal that you know someone really sacrificed to make (maybe it’s an extremely time consuming dish to prepare or they bought very expensive ingredients with your pleasure in mind, even though they have a tight budget), but you really dislike it, so it’s hard to choke it down, but you’d feel super guilty just throwing it out.
This. My parents had a neighbour (my dad has passed, mom still lives next door to them). Every year for Easter they make this soup that is absolutely loaded with giant pieces of seafood - it’s got to cost a fortune. The first time they sent it over was when my dad was undergoing chemo, so his palate was messed up anyway, so when he declared the soup was dreadful and threw it out we all assumed it was just his chemo taste buds.
When the neighbour sent it over the next Easter, after Dad had passed, my mom was looking forward to trying it (again, soup LOOKS amazing, big hunks of crab and lobster, etc.) After she tried it, she called me and said “nope, wasn’t your dad. The soup is not good.”
Now every year we try to strategize what to do with the soup. It’s a generous and lovely gesture and they’re good neighbours but no one wants to eat this soup.
Anonymous wrote:My mother made a double recipe of hamburger quiche to welcome us home from the hospital after giving birth to my first child. I’ve been a vegetarian for 20 years.
Anonymous wrote:Obviously a meal that sickens people is the worst, but as far as meals that are lovingly prepared according to food safety standards and food tolerances, it sucks to receive something that looks and smells very enticing, but is terrible: a soup that’s way too salty, meat that’s all gristle, something that would be perfect if it didn’t contain that one overpowering ingredient that you just can’t stand, like blue cheese or cilantro.
The absolute worst is receiving a meal that you know someone really sacrificed to make (maybe it’s an extremely time consuming dish to prepare or they bought very expensive ingredients with your pleasure in mind, even though they have a tight budget), but you really dislike it, so it’s hard to choke it down, but you’d feel super guilty just throwing it out.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:When we had a new baby someone brought us raw salmon and some sort of side ingredients (this was a while ago and I wasn't really sleeping, so my memory on the details is fuzzy but maybe a bagged salad?) and said "Enjoy cooking!" Thankfully DH is a great cook and he prepared the meal, but he was irked.
One time my MIL’s friend and friend’s dd and 3 year old granddaughter came to see our infant twins. Not only did they not bring us anything, but the 3 year old was hungry, so they asked for a snack. They let’s her wander around our house while she ate a granola bar, dropping crumbs everywhere. I was dumbfounded.
You’re mad that a 3 year old got hungry at your house?