I cooked dinner for twelve on Christmas day, eight grown ups and four children (11,4,2,1)
I put the food on the set dining table and my husband asked everybody to come and help themselves.
I got my food last, and am a pretty slow eater.
As the others finished their meals they got up from the table, most thanked me, and went off.
I finished eating an hour after the first one started. I ended up finishing my dinner on my own.
Well actually with the one year old who was stuck in the high chair.
I'm always the last one eating so don't know what it feels like to be sitting at a table bored maybe.
AIBU?