I do 100% of the food thinking and food shopping, and 90% of the cooking (10% is me giving explicit instructions about how to cook a particular meal while I'm out doing football runs and Scouts pick-ups).
Everyone in the family is very busy Monday - Friday and I am the only one who also works a full day on Saturday (not for fun, obvs - I have a second job so we can scrape by). I should not have to cook on Saturdays. I should not have to think about food on Saturdays. I have explicitly told my family this. I have explained in words of very few syllables that between the 4 of them (aged from 10 - 50) they should make there be food one evening a week. And what's more they should do it with enthusiasm and thought and grace.
Every single week this comes as a big surprise to them. So, I either have to keep reminding them (which is NOT THE SAME as not thinking about food on Saturday) and then they ask me what they should do, and it's impossible to say "I'm not telling you" without coming off as an arse.
And I don't think it's fair if Saturday is takeaway night - why should I cook 6 nights out of 7 only for them to order a curry on their one night (SHARED BETWEEN 4 OF THEM)?
I am steadfastly resolute. I will not break. They will bloody well make there be food one night a week even if it kills me and breaks up this family.
I do wish they would just cheerfully do it though. Like I do. Every single other night. Once again DH is stood in the kitchen looking hard done by and asking if I'm going to be hungry or if they should just do something for the four of them.