Do you have a family member you hate going out to eat with?

I don't like eating out with my father-in-law and his girlfriend because we sit in silence. The first time I met my father-in-law was on my wedding day - we don't spend a lot of time with him, clearly. It is painfully awkward to sit and try to have a conversation and only getting one or two word answers in return.

The last time my husband and I visited with him he talked more on the drive to the airport than he did the entire week. We figured he was happy to see us go, so that's why he was so chatty.

I feel your pain. My dad's wide is the offender in my family. Whenever I'm home and we all meet for dinner, my sister and I get to the restaurant early to explain/warn the manager of her behavior so that he/she can choose a waiter and fill them in... It's gotten that bad. We also over tip to compensate for the grief she puts them through.

My fil has actually raised his butt cheek in a restaurant and ripped a very loud fart!

So yes, I do have a family I hate eating out with.

seems that FIL is the popular answer. he is annoying most of the time anyway, but he chews with his mouth open and talks with food in his mouth ALL.THE.TIME! he also has teeth that look like a jack-o-lantern, so it is doubly gross.

I have an aunt and uncle that are the worst tippers EVER and it made me embarrassed to eat out with them.  They would spend their time justifying why they weren't tipping even though the waitstaff had done a perfectly fine job of taking care of us.  And they would balk if we tried to make up for the horrible tips by leaving some of our own money for a tip.  The last few times my husband purposely left sunglasses on the table so he could go back and leave a bigger tip.  We haven't been out to eat with them for years now so I have no idea if this is still going on but I hope not!

My mother was the worst one for us to go out to dinner with. She was so weird. We went to lunch one time. It was me, husband, daughter and my mom. We had went to this restaurant quite frequently and this was the first time for my mom. It mostly has sandwiches, burgers, chicken and fries. We knew what we liked there so it was a no brainer to order for us. my mom looked at the menu for ever it seemed like. then she closed it slapped it down on the table and said I can't eat this food. I looked at her and asked why not... I thought you liked this kind of food. she said I do but they don't have any bread I can eat. WOW! that was a big issue with her. Husband asked why can't you eat the bread. She said the sandwich she wanted came on sour dough and she didn't like sour dough. my mom said she was not eating and that she would just wait until we ate and then she would eat when she got home.  WOW! my husband (now he is not the kind of guy to get pissed all that much but this day she pissed him off)  said look we will all be eating or none of us will be eating and I know this restaurant and yes there is lots of different kinds of bread. She said this sandwich I want only comes with sour dough. He looked at her and said how do you know have you asked. fast forward to the waitress coming over to take our order. first thing husband asked waitress is  can you get any sandwich on any kind of bread. She said YES! so my mom said fine. I want white bread. well they didn't have white bread but they had a white hamburger bun. so my mom agreed that the hamburger bun was close enough to white bread. We made our order and as we were eating my mom said that her sandwich was very good.  but it was always like this with her.  


Husbands grandmother was just as bad but on the another level. She always was the one who thought everybody had to cater to her. She was very nice and always got the check. She wouldn't let any body pay ever. She was nice to the waitresses but she always changed the menu around to get what she wanted. Even if the menu said no substitutes she still got them..... but she was the best tipper I have ever seen in my life. if it was a large group of people that was dining she would tip $5 per person. I remember when she came to visit us right after we got married. She was staying in a hotel. WE had a lot of people staying with us and because she was always more comfortable staying in a hotel. My husband did get  her in the best hotel that was close to us.  

We had a big bbq at the city park I went to growing up. We always called it grandmas park because it was 3 blocks from my grandmas house.  any way Husbands grandma  had no problem enjoying the food there and the food she hate at our house while she was there but she hated the food at the hotel. so every morning when my husband would go get her for the day he would have to take her to mcdonalds on the way to our house. She didn't want to eat at our house because she didn't want to make me cook.  I had cooked for every body else and she thought it would be troublesome for me to cook for her... So on the last day she was going to be there. Husband went and got her brought her to our house without stopping at mcdonalds first. she was yelling at him in the car telling him he was pissing her off because he was going to make her starve all day. He said no we are having breakfast at our house. She got so mad at him. She soon got real embarrassed when she walked in and breakfast was sitting on the table  and everybody was waiting for them. My mother in law and I cooked breakfast that day. We wanted everybody to have breakfast together on the last day. she remembered that story for many years. She said it was the best breakfast she didn't have at Mcdonalds. 

I have an aunt that insists someone else picks a table. She's never happy with the table the server or her dining companion chooses. So we all get up and move to whatever table she deems fit. But if we ask her to pick table first to avoid this, she refuses. Weird.

Her husband does the water with 8 wedges of lemons and sugar packets thing. Only thing he is cheap on. Again, weird.

My mom is a chronic under-tipper. She leaves $1-2 tip, no matter the cost of the bill. I'm always circling back because I 'forgot' something or to use the restroom. I plunk down a bigger tip. I got caught once. You're never too old to be scolded by your mom. Lol!

My adult nieces use their hands almost exclusively to eat. It's gross. I do not, will not, eat with them in public. I feel bad. But seriously. It's embarrassing. I don't know why the mom never put a stop to it. I've said something to them about it, and so have others. But that's something a mom should have corrected before they turned 5.

That was exactly what my ex-MIL did only after we did the same scenario about choosing a restaurant to begin with.

Nothing ever suited her. Nothing was ever right. But that allowed her the perfect opportunity to be the martyr and suffer for the sake of all the rest of us. Loudly. And with lots of sighing.

My favorite story on her was the time that the light hanging over the booth shone too brightly in her eyes. That resulted in two waitresses and the manager attempting to tape red cloth napkins around the fixture to please her. No lie. The result felt like you were sitting in this weirdly lit fun house room.

Ahhh... bless her heart. Good times. And good riddance.

I hate going out with DS13. He has terrible table manners, despite what he's been taught, and I swear, has learned. It's just gross.

I have to look away or leave him at home (this is becoming more and more often.)

I have a SIL. We go out to breakfast or lunch once a month. We've been doing this for the last couple of years. It's our girl time where we catch up with each others lives and talk about anything and everything.
It's always great fun except for a couple of things that were driving me batty!

1) She always chooses the table. The table *must* be in a corner. She sits down so she can see the whole room. My back is always to the room. Always. The whole time we are there she is constantly watching the whole restaurant, rarely even looking at me. She watches who is coming and going. Checking out what others are ordering. When she is not staring at people she's giving me a running commentary on what's going on behind me. And OMG! And if there's a baby near, she starts talking baby talk to the baby. Parents have actually scooped up their kids and moved because she sounds like a nut!

2) She always makes me order first. Then she proceeds to order the same thing. Then she spends the whole meal complaining about how much she dislikes the food! I've recently taken to subterfuge by saying I need to answer a text that came in and I tell her to "go ahead and order first". Not sure I can use that lie too many more times.

She drives me so crazy I've put off our September lunch so much that it's almost October. Ugh.

When we were first married one of my brothers lived in the same town as us. He would occasionally want to go to breakfast with us. It was awful. he once sent his eggs back at Denny's THREE TIMES. Same day. He was just mad (and yes, mad is the right word) that the eggs were crispy on the edges. He thought that properly cooked eggs did not have that crispy edge and lectured the waitress about how they were doing it all wrong. If you don't like the way the restaurant cooks eggs don't order the eggs but no. he has to order them, send them back, complain, whine, lecture, and throw a fit. He has a very loud voice too so it was always a scene. We didn't eat out with him very often.

Yep! We've got an inlaw that blows her nose very loudly (gag!!!) at the table every time. It's disgusting. Why wouldn't you excuse yourself and go to the restroom to do that?!

Same person special orders everything and will grab food off your plate without asking. Rude!