ooh, my favourite subject. i could post and post about MIL's cooking.
at inlaws, they snack all day. little bowls of chocs, nuts and crackers. their dinner plates are the size of drinks coasters and the portions are fit only for borrowers -- just as well, really. she makes loads of fuss about how much she has to do, but whenver we're there, it's all readymade roastpotatoes from M&S, bought quiche, presliced frozen green beans etc cooked for hours.
she does plan meals like military ops. remember once having breakfast at around 9am while MIL was loading brussels sprouts/apple charlotte (just bits of old baguette sliced on top of some apple sauce) into the
hostess trolley for lunch.
because of hunger pangs, i've learned (esp when PG) to bring my own supplies of shortbread and cheesestraws for guzzling at bedtime. remember visiting inlaws when 7 months pg. had tiny bits of chicken for supper. there were 2 pieces left for seconds. MIL offered them to her husband, and her son! No one thought of me, as huge as a horse and twice as hungry.
whenever inlaws visit, MIL always ALWAYS says, in a tone that i know is somehow disapproving, 'Well, this looks very clever.' She says it about tomato salads, lasagne and stews. FIL loves the food at our house, you can see it in his eyes.