I made this mistake with “Ruffles” - a chocolate-covered coconut snack.
I mentioned I liked them, and for the next year or two, every week my grandpa would stop by to give us 2-3 boxes of ruffles. We had a cupboard literally full of them, we were giving them away, and I ate so many that the thought of them makes me feel queasy now. We kept telling him to stop, but the man was on a mission.
Sadly, he passed away last year, and I made sure to bring a couple boxes of Ruffles to the service.
My late grandmother did exactly the same thing with Speculaas, a kind of Christmas biscuit you get in Europe. I used to love that stuff, made the mistake of saying so one day, and then every time I went to visit her, she got me a stash of the stuff. A year later I was absolutely over it, and to this day I eat Speculaas very sparingly.
I made this mistake with “Ruffles” - a chocolate-covered coconut snack.
I mentioned I liked them, and for the next year or two, every week my grandpa would stop by to give us 2-3 boxes of ruffles. We had a cupboard literally full of them, we were giving them away, and I ate so many that the thought of them makes me feel queasy now. We kept telling him to stop, but the man was on a mission.
Sadly, he passed away last year, and I made sure to bring a couple boxes of Ruffles to the service.
Both my grandfathers have been dead since before I was born and my grandmother resents my father so much that she doesn’t talk to me
… wanna trade? 🫶
My late grandmother did exactly the same thing with Speculaas, a kind of Christmas biscuit you get in Europe. I used to love that stuff, made the mistake of saying so one day, and then every time I went to visit her, she got me a stash of the stuff. A year later I was absolutely over it, and to this day I eat Speculaas very sparingly.
There seems to be a pattern in this thread. Like it is elderly people doing this for their young relatives.