"This?" He gestures down at the dishes, setting them down before heading toward a large cabinet full of old VHS tapes that he insists on keeping until he can't get a VCR - because they refuse to put some classics on DVD, come on son... no Harry and the Hendersons, that's gotta be a sin. "That's not spoiling you, believe me - you'll know when I'm spoiling you. I make these for me and Shawn at least once a week."

If they didn't spend a good deal of their time running away from people that could possibly want to kill them, chances are they'd be several sizes larger given their sometimes absurd caloric intake.