Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Re: MIL chicken. Cant believe so many of you are sticking up for MIL? I assume you’re ok with people double dipping then? Or sticking their grubby paws in the bowl of chips or crackers instead of using tongs? You people are wild.
You can break apart a rotisserie chicken with a fork and knives. I do it all the time to serve it to my own family. I would never tear it up like a raccoon unless I was the only one eating it.
You are missing a ton of meat that way. I don’t get what’s so confusing to you about clean hands. THEY ARE CLEAN. This is how you remove ALL the meat from a cooked bird.
- even clean hands aren’t really clean. That’s why surgeons use gloves.
- would you take a piece of chicken out of someone else’s hand and put it in your mouth? If so that is weird
- rotisserie chicken is not caviar or truffle or sea urchin. It ok to leave some in the interest of not getting someone else’s strep or rotavirus.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Re: MIL chicken. Cant believe so many of you are sticking up for MIL? I assume you’re ok with people double dipping then? Or sticking their grubby paws in the bowl of chips or crackers instead of using tongs? You people are wild.
You can break apart a rotisserie chicken with a fork and knives. I do it all the time to serve it to my own family. I would never tear it up like a raccoon unless I was the only one eating it.
You are missing a ton of meat that way. I don’t get what’s so confusing to you about clean hands. THEY ARE CLEAN. This is how you remove ALL the meat from a cooked bird.
NP. I don’t know about you, but when I serve a roast chicken or a roast turkey, my goal for the first meal enjoyed by my guests is not “get all this meat off the bone, now.” It is “I’m going to nicely carve and present more than enough meat for this particular meal.”
Then, later, I will wash my hands, remove all the meat from the carcass, and store it for future use. I don’t tear apart a chicken as my guests are waiting for dinner.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Last Thanksgiving my SIL came out of her basement and handed DH a white-and-gold wrapped gift. It was a wedding gift -- from when he married his first wife. Thirty freaking years ago. We have been together 20 and married for seven. Apparently it was a gift from some family member that gave it to her to give them and she never did? And after all these years she felt Thanksgiving with me sitting next to him was the perfect time to come hand it to him?
What was the gift? Did it survive the 30 year wait to be opened?
I have no idea. I pitched a fit and told SIL to put it back wherever it came from, and to keep it or throw it out.
If DCUM had been around 30 years ago I bet the gift giver would have been posting on here about how they weren't ever going to speak to DH and his ex again because they didn't get a thank you note for a wedding gift. And then someone on here would chime in about with "Are you sure they got it?" and a bunch of people would post and say "Of course they got it, people are just rude, go no contact." Lol.
I hope she saved it to present to him with his next wife the same way, and she if she (over)reacts like you. LOL.
I don't get it either. It seems amusing, not something to get so upset about.
Anonymous wrote:My MIL is no longer with us, but one of the predictable parts of every Thanksgiving (and every other visit we had together l) was her saying, “Dear, why don’t you come to the kitchen and help me with the dishes,” then promptly walking out leaving me to it alone.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Re: MIL chicken. Cant believe so many of you are sticking up for MIL? I assume you’re ok with people double dipping then? Or sticking their grubby paws in the bowl of chips or crackers instead of using tongs? You people are wild.
You can break apart a rotisserie chicken with a fork and knives. I do it all the time to serve it to my own family. I would never tear it up like a raccoon unless I was the only one eating it.
You are missing a ton of meat that way. I don’t get what’s so confusing to you about clean hands. THEY ARE CLEAN. This is how you remove ALL the meat from a cooked bird.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:My MIL will serve family style when she hosts Thanksgiving. We serve buffet style, and I think this is easier for everyone. MIL hosted this year. She has a strange habit of using small bowels for sides and barely putting anything in them. So she has to jump up and run back to the kitchen and fill it up multiple times. She has plenty in the kitchen but she will put about 1 cup of stuffing or mashed potatoes in a serving bowl and it won’t make the way around the table. Also people take less of everything because they don’t know if that’s all there is.
Oh h%ll this is something my MIL would do - but she has weird control issues around food (and other things). How annoying - I empathize!
I'm the poster with the food restrictive mil. This is exactly what she did. She would make a point of letting us all know that she did not eat. She would make a half a sandwich and take a bite or two then put it away and let everyone know that is all she had eaten that day.
My MIL does this too. Endless discussion about her food intake. Pushing around of food at the table, one or two bites eaten. I don't care, but it's kind of fascinating to watch how a whole meal can go by with her taking just 2-3 bites. Sometimes she picks up a forkful of food, waves it around, speaks, then puts it back down for another 5-10 minutes. It's kind of mesmerizing.
When visiting our house it's, "I'll have to skip dinners next week and just do cheese and crackers for dinner after this week of eating!". We are all thin, active and eat normal meals.
It kinda seems like you’re paying a lot of attention to her eating. Why not just ignore? I’m too busy stuffing my face to notice anyone else’s eating habits.
It “kinda seems” like she’s purposely drawing attention to herself by constantly repeating her reports of how little she’s eating, looking for responses and childish validation. Why doesn’t she just not do that?
+1 Why do older women make a contest out of how little they can eat? It can be jarring and obvious if you are exposed to the begavior for the first time.
For my MIL, her low weight and fitting into kid size clothes was one of her greatest acheivements. We all need to acknowledge it at every gathering. We can all move on once someone has exclaimed, "oh you are just so tiny!".
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:This is petty but we have a large kitchen with a lot of counter space and for some reason, my in-laws keep putting food (ingredients or finished dishes) right next to the sink. I would never do that - I'd be too worried it would get dirty while someone was washing their hands or dishes. In fact, earlier today, I was putting dirty dishes into the dishwasher and dumped out a mug that looked like it had a tiny bit of tea in it and put it in the dishwasher. FIL got so angry that he could not find his 1/4 cup of broth!
Also - my in-laws brought their own place mats because they don't like mine (which are just plain gray). WTF?
WTH with the placemats. That would bother just because of its weirdness. Are yours too nice and cloth instead of plastic so they're worried they'll stain them? I can't imagine any other reason for doing that. They must be full of oddness. Tell us more.
OP, nope, we have plain boring gray wipeable placemats. They brought colorful wipable placemats. I was told after the meal that they were a gift, so they're staying here.
They're actually not that odd other than stuff like this - they frequently bring their own kitchen items, and they bring their own food. They also bring all the leftovers/scraps of food from their kitchen that they are worried will go bad while they're gone. And then they take them with them when they leave if they haven't eaten them. I'm also the Splenda poster from the other thread. They're good people. My petty vents are truly petty.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Mine get up early and run 5k with a bunch of other people. Weirdos.
We have about 40-60 people over at 9am for yoga and then brunch. Everyone leaves by noon, unless they've been invited for Thanksgiving dinner. Then around 3pm a new wave of people come for Thanksgiving.
Weird flex. What does this have to do with your in-laws (title of the thread)?
Sorry forgot to include that part. FIL watches the yoga. Like, from the window. As if it's a show.
First, I think I aspire to be you, yoga poster. Second, my father would 100% watch this from the window and talk about it for the entire weekend. And he'd interject comments about how yoga is great for maintaining your sense of balance or something similar. Somethig that never quite encompasses the entire, or most important reason for the thing you are doing, but this is his way of showing support.
My ILs, on the other hand, would openly make snarky comments and assumptions based on the yoga.
Anonymous wrote:Re: MIL chicken. Cant believe so many of you are sticking up for MIL? I assume you’re ok with people double dipping then? Or sticking their grubby paws in the bowl of chips or crackers instead of using tongs? You people are wild.
You can break apart a rotisserie chicken with a fork and knives. I do it all the time to serve it to my own family. I would never tear it up like a raccoon unless I was the only one eating it.
Anonymous wrote:After the meal but before dessert, BIL dumped ALL the cranberry sauce on his then empty plate and ate it with a spoon. Tonight we had leftovers, and he did it again.
Sister came to stay with a cold that she insists is just allergies. She was coughing the first day and not covering her mouth, so I asked her to please cover her mouth. I heard her tell BIL later that he needed to cover his mouth while staying with us. Wait, so this is new? They both work in healthcare.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Re: MIL chicken. Cant believe so many of you are sticking up for MIL? I assume you’re ok with people double dipping then? Or sticking their grubby paws in the bowl of chips or crackers instead of using tongs? You people are wild.
You can break apart a rotisserie chicken with a fork and knives. I do it all the time to serve it to my own family. I would never tear it up like a raccoon unless I was the only one eating it.
You are missing a ton of meat that way. I don’t get what’s so confusing to you about clean hands. THEY ARE CLEAN. This is how you remove ALL the meat from a cooked bird.
Anonymous wrote:Re: MIL chicken. Cant believe so many of you are sticking up for MIL? I assume you’re ok with people double dipping then? Or sticking their grubby paws in the bowl of chips or crackers instead of using tongs? You people are wild.
You can break apart a rotisserie chicken with a fork and knives. I do it all the time to serve it to my own family. I would never tear it up like a raccoon unless I was the only one eating it.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:DH just told MIL for the third time that no, we won’t be putting food on the table and passing. We’ll be serving it buffet-style from the island. She’s fighting her on this and he finally said, “No one wants to pass and pass and monitor what each other is or is not eating. We all just want to make a plate and eat.” Which has always been MY argument for hating family-style service.
(Nelson voiceHa ha!
Nice! My MIL also refuses to understand that passing family style is no longer a popular way of serving. And I agree that one of the main motivations for old people liking it is that they like to see who is taking what and how much.
really? what do you do on a daily basis? and do people really care about seeing what other people eat (that seems odd and slightly disordered)
NP. On a daily basis, we put food on the island, and either self-serve or one adult serves for the kids or whatever. Occasionally DH and I will ask the other if they want us to make them a plate. But mostly, everyone makes their own plate.
Anyway, I see you’ve never been part of an interminably long pass, pass, pass, pass holiday dinner. They are the WORST. A huge casserole dish hovering in midair while Aunt Bertha hems and haws about whether she wants this dish or that. Or MIL asks why you aren’t eating mashed rutabagas. Or FIL says “wow, you’re taking a LOT of mashed potatoes.” So much commentary about who is eating what and how much, or how no one is eating the yams and you really need to take some yams. Meanwhile the food is getting cold instead of being eaten. It’s so laborious and unnecessary.
We pass food around and this kind of thing never happens.
My in laws always did the pass thing and the food was always cold. We did it ourselves this year and the food was cold. It's problematic if you have a lot of people. My mil is an extremely controlling person and watched every portion a person took. They expect everyone to finish everything on their plate. The first time I ate with them when I was dating my now dh, my sil lectured me loudly at the table that I didn't finish three grains of corn. No one stopped her. She also lectured me because I didn't cross myself after they said grace. The fool didn't know that's a Catholic thing. My dh's family is unfailingly rude.
Food gets cold at the same rate when it’s sitting on an island in the kitchen as when it’s on the dining room table, unless the dishes are on an actual heat source of whatever type. The laws of physics apply in both places.
You cannot possibly be this dense.
Buffet in the kitchen - everyone lines up at once, fills their plates with each item, eats. Hot food.
“Family style” - every individual item passed around many people at a family table, everyone waits for it to be passed every single item by item while people either about how much to take. Lukewarm food at best.
Glad I could help.
NP. I simply disagree. The food will also get cold while you stand in the buffet line to serve yourself, unless the food is in chafing dishes over heaters. One way is not superior to the other. Also, even if you serve buffet style, I can look over at Cousin Max’s plate and see that he has taken a pound of mashed potatoes and no Brussels sprouts, and confront him about his hatred of green vegetables, should I so choose.
Mmkay, but you’ll still be wrong. Shrug.
+1. Especially since if you serve buffet style in the kitchen, some foods can stay on the stove top or in crock pots, or in their original baking dishes set out on the island on hot pads. You simply can’t argue that gravy still on the heat source set on warm will be the same temperature as gravy decanted into a gravy boat.
Serve the way you want. But saying food won’t get colder, faster served family style is just…not accurate. It’s not the same. Do what you like, but food on the table will get colder, faster.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:.Anonymous wrote:
You just really need to chill with the older people and their un-PC, very in-the-moment, conversation topics. Their worlds shrink so much, they lose their filters, they're not keeping up with what's appropriate to say... and they'll be dead soon anyway.
So unless it's my mother and she's saying, for the millionth time, "you're too fat, you can't eat that", I harbor affectionate tolerance for those old people whose foibles are less shocking.
Agree. Were we or are parents so hard on our grandparents?
Neither of my grandparents fat shamed the grandchildren!
Anonymous wrote:.Anonymous wrote:
You just really need to chill with the older people and their un-PC, very in-the-moment, conversation topics. Their worlds shrink so much, they lose their filters, they're not keeping up with what's appropriate to say... and they'll be dead soon anyway.
So unless it's my mother and she's saying, for the millionth time, "you're too fat, you can't eat that", I harbor affectionate tolerance for those old people whose foibles are less shocking.
Agree. Were we or are parents so hard on our grandparents?