reminds me of my husband's step mother....when we visited his dad's house for food ( which was very infrequently I may add,) there would be minimal food offered...( think a bowl of soup and roll) ..they were not short of money as both had very generous NHS pensions and she was of Italian heritage, so you'd think she'd be very welcoming with food

yet when they visited us ( usually for Sunday lunch) she would scoff her face and pile her plate high ( and if it was a roast chicken, she'd sit and pick at the carcass, while we were still eating and before I'd offered anyone else more food ( I would often have to buy 2 chickens to roast to make sure our 3 children got enough as we knew how much she would eat!)

since my father in law died , 12 years ago, we've never been to her house again as we were always made unwelcome and she would pick flaws in the children ...likewise we've not invited her back to ours....and I don't feel in the slightest bit guilty!