Not RT whole FT but wanted to post to offer solidarity.
I had some wonderful older relatives who were incredibly generous in some ways and incredibly tight in others - the sort of people who would give you a nice book and a satsuma for Xmas but also help you pay school fees for a kid who couldn’t cope in mainstream.
Their food was exquisite in quality (biscuits mail ordered from Betty’s, veggies from the farmers market) but meagre portions - one solitary biscuit per day at exactly 4pm with a cup of tea from a pot.
If I (or my teenage son!) made any moves towards a second biscuit comments would be made re: ‘greediness’ (mostly motivated, I believe, by jealousy, as absolutely everyone present wanted a second biscuit but for whatever reason, upbringing most likely, felt too repressed to admit so).
I’m afraid I resorted to secret eating, taking with me long life items that could be stashed in my bedroom, cereal bars, biscuits, dried fruit etc, just to stave away the hanger. I also found that my elderly Aunty could easily be persuaded into ‘elevenses’ at a cafe, so with careful machinations I managed to steer her towards a suitable establishment at ‘coincidentally’ exactly the right time of day to justify a pastry with a coffee.
Also, ice creams from the beach van and at least one visit to the fish and chip shop per visit - suggested by me and happily pounced on by all.
Looking back I’m slightly embarrassed that I felt the need to silently suck my way through a packet of salt and vinegar walkers in someone else’s spare bedroom but it solved the issue with the minimum of conflict.
They recently passed away in quick succession and have left me an extremely generous sum in their mirrored wills.
I’m off to the house to pick up some sentimental bits and bobs this weekend and top of my list is the wooden napkin rings that sat on the table through all our teeny-tiny meals - I expect them to raise a wry smile from my family in recognition of our wonderful, yet incredibly mean with food, relatives.