I’m the worst about this. My mom and I will try a new restaurant and I’ll be talking about “oh this needs acid, that’s the perfect amount of heat, blah blah.” Meanwhile, I’m over here “cooking” noodles with a pile of kimchi every other day because that’s all I ever have in the fridge.
She’s a rat, the fat is just making her head look shorter than it is.
(Also, for anyone concerned about abuse, she has a disorder that causes her to get fatty tissue deposits, she’s not obese.)