This is a story my father-in-law (F) told me about his mother-in-law (MIL) who had money but was notoriously cheap with it. Dinner at her place could be a bit of an ordeal. Food was the cheapest available, the portions were so tiny you'd be hungrier when you finished than before you started and she would do things like buy a super value no-frills supermarket own brand pack of mini bite size pies or chicken Kiev intended for parties and serve one per person as a main dish. She also watered down sauces, soups and drinks mercilessly.
One year the extended family were getting together as usual for Christmas dinner at MIL's house. This comprised several nuclear family groups, each of which traditionally provided one course and this year it was MIL's turn to provide the wine.
When MIL sent F to the kitchen to fetch the wine, all he could see was a single bottle of the cheapest substance you could possibly call wine. It had a plain white label with no text other than "value sweet dessert wine" and the supermarket's logo. F said he wouldn't even have risked cooking with the stuff. Even if it were higher quality, sweet dessert wine would probably not have been a pleasant accompaniment for the main course.
Fortunately, F had a trick up his sleeve.
Returning to the dining room, he asked MIL as discreetly as he could if she didn't have anything a bit nicer for Christmas dinner. Her response was, "No. I prefer this. It's my favourite, you'll like it just fine."
So F went back and opened MIL's crappy cheap dessert wine and also a bottle of really nice expensive wine he'd brought with him, which he hid behind his back as he poured MIL's glass of plonk. When she saw the other bottle she started yelling about having some respect for his mother-in-law. All he said in response was, "You said you preferred this one, so I made sure you got your favourite. What's the problem here?"
Everyone else really enjoyed the nice wine.
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