Mary Killen Mary Killen

Dear Mary | 18 August 2012

issue 18 August 2012

Q. My son works in fashion and he does well, but he still lives at home. I am a good cook so I cook big dinners for him and his friends. When I see these silly thin girls sit at my table who eat hardly anything, I want to let them know that it is not healthy for them, it is wasteful; also demoralising for me to have made something very special that they will not try to enjoy. But my son says no — I must not spoil the atmosphere. Over to you, Mary?
— Name and address withheld

A. Load up the leftovers into personalised doggy bags in your kitchen and bring out a tray of the bespoke parcels while the guests are having coffee. Hover at the dining table, as you announce that you will leave the (named) parcels by the front door, like party bags, so that each girl can take one home to her own dog.

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