"How do they eat it all?" I muttered as I stared at the table filled with more food than I had seen in months. 
She chuckled, pushing me closer to the table. "We don't." She said. "A lot of this will be put away and we'll eat it throughout the week. It's not meant to be eaten all in one day."
I blinked, mouth watering. For a week? Then why prepare it now? Why--
She gently sat me at the table. "Dig in, sweetheart." She murmured. "There's plenty to go around." 

-Inspiration from eating Thanksgiving dinner