We just went to the Toby Carvery*, lol! Not exactly home cooked but I'm not going to do a roast for 2, she loves a Sunday roast.
We were sat next to a somewhat senior gentleman, who came back with the king-size "upgrade for £2 more" plate, piled high. I thought to myself he is never going to eat that lot, not in a month of Sundays. Blow me, tortoise and hare, he apologised to his companions for taking so long, but gradually munched the whole lot, all bar one of his 2 yorkies. I was already thinking "chapeau" and then he said "where's the dessert menu?" I'm a bit of a trencherman myself, but there's no way I could've demolished what he packed away. Hut ab!
*Other carveries are available. Or at least, they were in the 70s/80s!