peaname
Pearl Clutcher
Posts: 3,390 
|
Post by peaname on Apr 18, 2022 13:54:08 GMT
I was so looking forward to eating a ham and cheese croissant for lunch at work today. I bought the huge butter croissants from Costco on Friday and told each member of my family they could have 3 and 3 only and put a reminder post it on the box. I bought sliced Swiss cheese at Aldi on Saturday. I made an 8 lb spiral sliced ham for Easter and when my DH was packing up the leftover ham I reminded him to save some for sandwiches. When I got up to pack my lunch I discovered he had frozen all of the sliced ham and left nothing but a bag of chunks he cut from the butt in the refrigerator. I eat at my desk I can’t have ham chunks falling all over. I threw a tantrum and yelled at him and brought a salad to work. Then I apologized once I got to work and he forgave me.
Have you ever thrown a fit over food or am I immature?
|
|
|
|
Post by ajsweetpea on Apr 18, 2022 14:00:46 GMT
I had many tantrums over food when I was pregnant. I’d get extremely hangry then. I’m sorry you didn’t get the sandwich you wanted for lunch. It is disappointing when you are looking forward to something delicious and it doesn’t happen.
|
|
|
|
Post by peasapie on Apr 18, 2022 14:03:53 GMT
It sounds like you were really looking forward to that sandwich and let everyone know. I’d feel overlooked if my husband didn’t cooperate!
(Could you have taken a frozen slice for your sandwich and let it defrost?)
|
|
|
|
Post by greendragonlady on Apr 18, 2022 14:10:07 GMT
It sounds like you were really looking forward to that sandwich and let everyone know. I’d feel overlooked if my husband didn’t cooperate! (Could you have taken a frozen slice for your sandwich and let it defrost?)That's what I would have tried. |
|
sharlag
Drama Llama
I like my artsy with a little bit of fartsy.
Posts: 6,580
Location: Kansas
Jun 26, 2014 12:57:48 GMT
|
Post by sharlag on Apr 18, 2022 14:10:53 GMT
I had what the family calls 'the lasagna incident'. I had it in the passenger seat, taking it to my mom's , and threw it into the floorboard when I had to brake suddenly. A little minivan tantrum ensued.
|
|
J u l e e
Drama Llama
Posts: 6,531
Location: Cincinnati
Jun 28, 2014 2:50:47 GMT
|
Post by J u l e e on Apr 18, 2022 14:12:05 GMT
Your hamtrum (lol) is validated. I’ve had many territorial skirmishes over food. I’m usually also super embarrassed afterward. Usually. Some have been very worth the fight!
|
|
|
|
Post by malibou on Apr 18, 2022 14:36:45 GMT
I will validate you. I'd a been hopping mad.
This reminds me of what we call "The Spaghetti Get Outie Incident". We very seldom got bread or rolls or biscuits with dinner. Sometimes we got rolls with spaghetti, and inevitably my mom would forget them in the oven and they would be rock hard. On such an occasion, my little sister teased my mom about the overdone rolls, and while doing so, was tossing her roll in the air and catching it. The roll went a little high and hit the light over the dining room table causing the roll to bounce and whack my mom in the forehead. All 4 of kids saw the immediate change in my mom's demeanor as her rage started pouring out. She stood up, grabbed the edge of the table cloth and yanked for all she was worth. You know that cool trick where someone yanks the table cloth out so swiftly that all the dishes etc are still on the table, that did not happen! Instead, everything went flying. There was spaghetti everywhere and my mom is screaming at us to go to our rooms, which we all hurried off to do, lest we get caught laughing. My mom also went to her room leaving the mess. The next morning she kept us all home from school so we could clean up the dried up spaghetti mess. It looks us hours before she was satisfied and hence forth it was known as The Spaghetti Get Outie Incident. This happened 45 years ago, and while we kids tell the story and laugh about it, and even told it too our stepdad after he married my mom, none of us have ever brought it up in front of her for fear she might lose her shit on us again.
|
|
|
|
Post by Bridget in MD on Apr 18, 2022 15:09:57 GMT
I will validate you. I'd a been hopping mad. This reminds me of what we call "The Spaghetti Get Outie Incident". We very seldom got bread or rolls or biscuits with dinner. Sometimes we got rolls with spaghetti, and inevitably my mom would forget them in the oven and they would be rock hard. On such an occasion, my little sister teased my mom about the overdone rolls, and while doing so, was tossing her roll in the air and catching it. The roll went a little high and hit the light over the dining room table causing the roll to bounce and whack my mom in the forehead. All 4 of kids saw the immediate change in my mom's demeanor as her rage started pouring out. She stood up, grabbed the edge of the table cloth and yanked for all she was worth. You know that cool trick where someone thanks the table cloth out so swiftly that all the dishes etc are still on the table, that did not happen! Instead, everything went flying. There was spaghetti everywhere and my mom is screaming at us to go to our rooms, which we all hurried off to do, lest we get caught laughing. My mom also went to her room leaving the mess. The next morning she kept us all home from school so we could clean up the dried up spaghetti mess. It looks us hours before she was satisfied and hence forth it was known as The Spaghetti Get Outie Incident. This happened 45 years ago, and while we kids tell the story and laugh about it, and even told it too our stepdad after he married my mom, none of us have ever brought it up in front of her for fear she might lose her shit on us again. This made me LOL - my cousins were fooling around when we were little and my uncle got pissed and flung a bowl of rice and they had to find all the rice. Not a food tantrum, but when my sister and I were little we were fooling around in the back of the station wagon and my mom got so pissed, she slammed on the brakes. That station wagon had the seats down and we were sitting on sleeping bags, I remember sliding to the back. SHe yanked open the door and left ME on the side of the road. I remember clawing at the panelling as she drove away (she took my sister! LOL). But then I was like well fuck that and started walking. So when she circled back around and I wasnt where she left me she got panicked. Obviously, she found me, I don't really remember what happened afterwards, but she HATES it when I retell the story.  |
|
maryannscraps
Pearl Clutcher
Posts: 4,791
Aug 28, 2017 12:51:28 GMT
|
Post by maryannscraps on Apr 18, 2022 15:14:50 GMT
Not since I was pregnant. Back then, I threw an ice cream sundae at my husband, and the hot fudge splashed all over the kitchen window. So not like me at all. I was very hormonal and angry and overdue. I was not a very pleasant pregnant person.
|
|
kelly8875
Pearl Clutcher
Posts: 4,407
Location: Lost in my supplies...
|
Post by kelly8875 on Apr 18, 2022 15:17:26 GMT
I've had similar, hehe. I'm sorry your plan didn't work out. This makes me think of the Friends episode with Ross  |
|
|
|
Post by padresfan619 on Apr 18, 2022 15:18:20 GMT
One of the worst fights my husband and I ever had was after he ate my leftover pizza I had been thinking about all day while I was at work. I didn’t take it with me so I didn’t risk it getting taken from my work fridge, I didn’t think I’d be betrayed at home!
We still go to that pizza place and he reminds me of that fight every time we pick up food from there.
|
|
|
|
Post by malibou on Apr 18, 2022 15:19:27 GMT
Bridget in MD I am shocked that my mother never left any of us on the side of the road! We used to tell our friend's that my mom could drive, put on lipstick and smack us in the back seat all at the same time. The woman topped out at 4'10", but she seemed 8 feet tall sometimes.
|
|
|
|
Post by whipea on Apr 18, 2022 15:24:23 GMT
You are validated.
I have had many internal tantrums over food. That is I imagine myself screaming and throwing things, but stay very silent externally.
D/H does all the cooking and he seems to be insulted when I say I will make my own food. When he cooks it is a 50/50 outcome, either really good or really awful. I am very picky and now very limited to what I can eat due to having braces and other dental work at the same time. I do cook for myself when I have time and need a predicable outcome.
For example, last night he made piccadillo, my first somewhat solid food in weeks. Really looking forward to it and reminded him to make sure the tomatoes where chopped small and the peas well cooked prior to adding to the meat. When done the tomatoes were whole and the peas were hard and raw. Major internal tantrum, yelling, screaming and throwing the food all in my head. Felt great!
|
|
|
|
Post by twinks on Apr 18, 2022 15:28:12 GMT
My favorite is my mother and rhubarb. My mother was angry with my brother about something. She was trying to make a point and like most 14 year old boys, he was arguing. My mother had a bunch of rhubarb on the counter where she was standing. She had just picked it and was going to do something with it. She got so angry that she picked up the bunch of rhubarb and slammed it on the counter. It literally exploded! Strings of rhubarb went everywhere! It was the era of popcorn ceilings and strings were having from the ceiling. It was kind of funny and both my brother and I got laughing. My mother made my brother clean it all up. There were red stains on the popcorn ceiling until we got rid of the popcorn.
Another one is we would frequently make chocolate chip cookies after school. With 7 of us children plus how many “extras” around, they were gone quickly. My Dad would come home from work and see/smell that we had chocolate chip cookies and there weren’t any left. One time he got kind of upset. I remember him saying that he “works to buy the ingredients and deserves to have a chocolate chip cookie.” From that point on, we always would save him 2 cookies.
I know what you are talking about though. I would have had a meltdown as well. You worked hard on the meal and you were looking forward to your sandwich.
|
|
|
|
Post by ameslou on Apr 18, 2022 15:52:35 GMT
My favorite is my mother and rhubarb. My mother was angry with my brother about something. She was trying to make a point and like most 14 year old boys, he was arguing. My mother had a bunch of rhubarb on the counter where she was standing. She had just picked it and was going to do something with it. She got so angry that she picked up the bunch of rhubarb and slammed it on the counter. It literally exploded! Strings of rhubarb went everywhere! It was the era of popcorn ceilings and strings were having from the ceiling. It was kind of funny and both my brother and I got laughing. My mother made my brother clean it all up. There were red stains on the popcorn ceiling until we got rid of the popcorn. Another one is we would frequently make chocolate chip cookies after school. With 7 of us children plus how many “extras” around, they were gone quickly. My Dad would come home from work and see/smell that we had chocolate chip cookies and there weren’t any left. One time he got kind of upset. I remember him saying that he “works to buy the ingredients and deserves to have a chocolate chip cookie.” From that point on, we always would save him 2 cookies. I know what you are talking about though. I would have had a meltdown as well. You worked hard on the meal and you were looking forward to your sandwich. I validate peaname AND I validate your Dad!! |
|
|
|
Post by Zee on Apr 18, 2022 16:11:06 GMT
My favorite is my mother and rhubarb. My mother was angry with my brother about something. She was trying to make a point and like most 14 year old boys, he was arguing. My mother had a bunch of rhubarb on the counter where she was standing. She had just picked it and was going to do something with it. She got so angry that she picked up the bunch of rhubarb and slammed it on the counter. It literally exploded! Strings of rhubarb went everywhere! It was the era of popcorn ceilings and strings were having from the ceiling. It was kind of funny and both my brother and I got laughing. My mother made my brother clean it all up. There were red stains on the popcorn ceiling until we got rid of the popcorn. Another one is we would frequently make chocolate chip cookies after school. With 7 of us children plus how many “extras” around, they were gone quickly. My Dad would come home from work and see/smell that we had chocolate chip cookies and there weren’t any left. One time he got kind of upset. I remember him saying that he “works to buy the ingredients and deserves to have a chocolate chip cookie.” From that point on, we always would save him 2 cookies. I know what you are talking about though. I would have had a meltdown as well. You worked hard on the meal and you were looking forward to your sandwich. I validate peaname AND I validate your Dad!! Hear, hear! |
|
peabay
Prolific Pea
Posts: 9,891
Jun 25, 2014 19:50:41 GMT
|
Post by peabay on Apr 18, 2022 16:19:05 GMT
I had many tantrums over food when I was pregnant. I’d get extremely hangry then. I’m sorry you didn’t get the sandwich you wanted for lunch. It is disappointing when you are looking forward to something delicious and it doesn’t happen. Me too. Had a literal meltdown when my sister didn't get me the milkshake I wanted. Crying - the whole nine yards. |
|
peabay
Prolific Pea
Posts: 9,891
Jun 25, 2014 19:50:41 GMT
|
Post by peabay on Apr 18, 2022 16:22:50 GMT
I will validate you. I'd a been hopping mad. This reminds me of what we call "The Spaghetti Get Outie Incident". We very seldom got bread or rolls or biscuits with dinner. Sometimes we got rolls with spaghetti, and inevitably my mom would forget them in the oven and they would be rock hard. On such an occasion, my little sister teased my mom about the overdone rolls, and while doing so, was tossing her roll in the air and catching it. The roll went a little high and hit the light over the dining room table causing the roll to bounce and whack my mom in the forehead. All 4 of kids saw the immediate change in my mom's demeanor as her rage started pouring out. She stood up, grabbed the edge of the table cloth and yanked for all she was worth. You know that cool trick where someone thanks the table cloth out so swiftly that all the dishes etc are still on the table, that did not happen! Instead, everything went flying. There was spaghetti everywhere and my mom is screaming at us to go to our rooms, which we all hurried off to do, lest we get caught laughing. My mom also went to her room leaving the mess. The next morning she kept us all home from school so we could clean up the dried up spaghetti mess. It looks us hours before she was satisfied and hence forth it was known as The Spaghetti Get Outie Incident. This happened 45 years ago, and while we kids tell the story and laugh about it, and even told it too our stepdad after he married my mom, none of us have ever brought it up in front of her for fear she might lose her shit on us again. LOL!!! My mom once got cut off in traffic and wanted to yell "up your ass" to the other driver, but having kids in the car, she yelled "up your....POOP." Oh, we never, ever, ever let her forget it and she absolutely hated to be reminded of it. Which of course made us do it all the more. |
|
|
|
Post by epeanymous on Apr 18, 2022 16:42:57 GMT
I would be mad too. I validate you!
|
|
|
|
Post by craftedbys on Apr 18, 2022 16:46:52 GMT
I totally validate your hamtrum (love that).
If I would have done that my DH's reaction would depend on his mood.
If he was great he would be contrite and very apologetic but if he was grumpy he would have shot back with "if it was so important to you then you should have bagged some for your lunch youself".
Can you tell we have had similar situations before?
|
|
|
|
Post by Rainy_Day_Woman on Apr 18, 2022 18:24:06 GMT
I had what the family calls 'the lasagna incident'. I had it in the passenger seat, taking it to my mom's , and threw it into the floorboard when I had to brake suddenly. A little minivan tantrum ensued. Lol. We have the "crumpet incident." I made the family dinner, and was making myself a crumpet with preserves. It was the last one. I ran to get something from the other room, and when I got back, DH had eaten the crumpet. I don't remember why I was eating only that for dinner, probably some fad diet. But I lost my shit. To this day, I can't remember ever being so angry with him. DH sometimes buys crumpets and just eyes me warily as he puts them in the pantry. |
|
|
|
Post by littlemama on Apr 18, 2022 18:28:15 GMT
I once stabbed a turkey, so I guess I have to say "yes". 😂😂
If I had croissants and cheese and ham, I would very much be looking forward to that sandwich and would be unhappy to find the ham frozen (i also think ham doesnt freeze well, but that is a separate issue)
|
|
oh yvonne
Prolific Pea
Posts: 8,062
Jun 26, 2014 0:45:23 GMT
|
Post by oh yvonne on Apr 18, 2022 21:29:37 GMT
When I was a kid my mom used to bake the Bisquick coffee cake for a quick dessert. The one with the cinnamon streusel topping.
Well, the three of us kids only liked the topping, the rest of the cake was kind of dry (I'd never make it today). But it was quick and easy for my mom to throw together so she made it often.
We used to sneak taking little picks off the top of the cake and she's get after us to leave it alone. One day I guess all three of us decided to pick at the cake and by the time dessert came around (she'd made it that morning), the cake was picked bald.
My mom went into a RAGE. Like, yelling, throwing things. It had been a long summer and I guess she was just done with us. Well, mom never flipped out like that so we were all freaked out and no one would admit to a thing. As the oldest I should have spoken up but she had that belt in her hand and said if no one confessed she'd spank the youngest who generally was the one who got blamed rightly so. So she marched him into the room to spank him and I stood there thinking there was no way she'd do that.
Well when I heard him start to yelp I ran in and told her that I didn't know for sure if he ate some but that I'd bake her a new cake if she stopped spanking him. I guess by then she felt terrible too so she stopped.
I kinda think that's when she stopped making that cake. To this day none of us recall or admit to eating the top off the cake so its still a family mystery.
|
|
|
|
Post by AussieMeg on Apr 18, 2022 21:37:46 GMT
I threw a massive tantrum over milk just a couple of weeks ago. DS had used most of the milk on Sunday, making milkshakes for his mates. It was too late at night to go and buy some more when I realised, but luckily there was just enough milk left for my Monday morning coffee. But when I got up, DD was making a cappuccino using the last of the milk. MY milk. Monday morning + no coffee = a very grumpy AussieMeg. I went off my nut, and DD bore the brunt of it. It was an embarrassing over reaction. I apologised profusely later.
|
|
sharlag
Drama Llama
I like my artsy with a little bit of fartsy.
Posts: 6,580
Location: Kansas
Jun 26, 2014 12:57:48 GMT
|
Post by sharlag on Apr 18, 2022 22:41:30 GMT
When I was a kid my mom used to bake the Bisquick coffee cake for a quick dessert. The one with the cinnamon streusel topping. Well, the three of us kids only liked the topping, the rest of the cake was kind of dry (I'd never make it today). But it was quick and easy for my mom to throw together so she made it often. We used to sneak taking little picks off the top of the cake and she's get after us to leave it alone. One day I guess all three of us decided to pick at the cake and by the time dessert came around (she'd made it that morning), the cake was picked bald. My mom went into a RAGE. Like, yelling, throwing things. It had been a long summer and I guess she was just done with us. Well, mom never flipped out like that so we were all freaked out and no one would admit to a thing. As the oldest I should have spoken up but she had that belt in her hand and said if no one confessed she'd spank the youngest who generally was the one who got blamed rightly so. So she marched him into the room to spank him and I stood there thinking there was no way she'd do that. Well when I heard him start to yelp I ran in and told her that I didn't know for sure if he ate some but that I'd bake her a new cake if she stopped spanking him. I guess by then she felt terrible too so she stopped. I kinda think that's when she stopped making that cake. To this day none of us recall or admit to eating the top off the cake so its still a family mystery. that is a gross, disappointing recipe that I’ve made MULTIPLE TIMES- dunno why! ?? Because as you said, other than the topping, it’s almost punitive in its dry, sour cake base. |
|
dawnnikol
Prolific Pea
'A life without books is a life not lived.' Jay Kristoff
Posts: 8,428
Sept 21, 2015 18:39:25 GMT
|
Post by dawnnikol on Apr 18, 2022 22:57:54 GMT
DH + I had just started dating, I mean, had to have only been seeing each other for a couple weeks when we grilled out some chicken, veg, etc. He's a super fast eater. I mean, the man could win awards. I just cut my chicken and set my favorite pieces to the side. I like to eat them last, so I was just eating the rest of my food while we were talking. That dude reached over, stole my best pieces of chicken I'd saved, and just about swallowed them whole. The look I gave him. And he looked at me like I had 3 heads!!! I may have screeched when I told him that that was my food and he shouldn't reach over.
It's been about 20 years, but he's learned that even though he's done, I'm not and he can wait. Then I'll hand him what I don't finish.
I did have a breakdown over an egg and cheese biscuit when I was pregnant with my oldest. I've never seen him leave the house so quickly.
I hope you got your ham sandwich this evening and it was worth the wait!
|
|
peaname
Pearl Clutcher
Posts: 3,390
|
Post by peaname on Apr 18, 2022 23:14:13 GMT
I love the food fits! Thanks so much for sharing them. I'll defrost the huge ham brick and have my sandwich tomorrow!
|
|
peabay
Prolific Pea
Posts: 9,891
Jun 25, 2014 19:50:41 GMT
|
Post by peabay on Apr 19, 2022 0:13:28 GMT
DH + I had just started dating, I mean, had to have only been seeing each other for a couple weeks when we grilled out some chicken, veg, etc. He's a super fast eater. I mean, the man could win awards. I just cut my chicken and set my favorite pieces to the side. I like to eat them last, so I was just eating the rest of my food while we were talking. That dude reached over, stole my best pieces of chicken I'd saved, and just about swallowed them whole. The look I gave him. And he looked at me like I had 3 heads!!! I may have screeched when I told him that that was my food and he shouldn't reach over. It's been about 20 years, but he's learned that even though he's done, I'm not and he can wait. Then I'll hand him what I don't finish. I did have a breakdown over an egg and cheese biscuit when I was pregnant with my oldest. I've never seen him leave the house so quickly. I hope you got your ham sandwich this evening and it was worth the wait!  |
|
|
|
Post by ScrapbookMyLife on Apr 19, 2022 0:22:08 GMT
Haven't had a tantrum about it, but if someone leaves two chips, two crackers, one cookie, etc... in the bag or box >> they will definitely be hearing a WHAT THE HELL?!? from me.
|
|
|
|
Post by bc2ca on Apr 19, 2022 0:30:08 GMT
So many great stories. You are completely validated, peaname.  DH is the worst for taking food belonging to someone else and was shocked when the kids started fighting back, especially with their doggie bags from restaurants. My favorite recent story was when I put an egg out to come to room temperature. DH saw it, assumed it was a hard boiled egg I was going to eat for lunch, and cracked it to peel and eat. Raw egg everywhere. He didn't say anything until I was looking for the egg to use it and had to pull another from the fridge.  |
|
Mary Kay Independent Beauty Consultant
