I tell you ... the woman I live with may be a lost cause. Oh sure, she makes sure Pawpa's plate is full of good things to eat but she is extremely neglectful when it comes to catering to MY needs. She KNOWS that 1/2 of the chicken (or salmon) on her plate belongs to ME, ME, ME .... and yet she makes me WAIT until she has eaten her fill before she parts with the tiniest of smidgens. Sometimes ... and I can hardly utter these words ... she eats all of it herself. You cannot believe how long I have to wait for a pizza crust. I would tell Pawpa to evict her but then we'd have no one to cook for us.