I had an argument with a teacher about this once. “it’s like somebody broke into my house and shot my dog and I was blamed for it!” “But he broke into your house and shot your dog, you didn’t ask them to do either of those things.” “I didn’t ask for that brat to do anything either! So why am I still being blamed..?!”
This was definitely true at my grandparents' house. My grandma cooked for an army and she always made some type of cake with 1 inch of frosting or more. The desert could send you into a diabetic coma. Love, love, love my grandma.