A funny story about dessert. Not so funny for my Aunt, at the time, mind you, but funny in the retelling.
My maternal grandmother passed away quite young. Her oldest daughter, my Aunt, quit highschool to look after the household. She would make dessert for supper and there would be half of it left and she would plan on it being dessert the next night, too. But when my Uncle and my Mom got home from school, feeling a bit peckish, they'd dig in. So my Aunt started hiding the leftover dessert. Uncle and Mom would arrive home and Uncle would say, 'You make the tea; I'll find the cake!' Aunt hid in the washing machine one time.
She'd get so mad that there wasn't enough dessert left for supper. I think it was solved by my Uncle and my Mom not getting any and everyone else splitting what was left.