Portion size vs. choice of food short story!  Today I ate lunch at a public cafetaria. It reopened on a rooftop and is really cosy, so I got my lunch and seated myself at an empty table. After being almost done with my meal I see a hamlette, lady and another lady taking seats at the table ahead of me. The two ladies sat with their back towards me, and the hamlette was about to plop to the other side of the table - facing the ladies and the table behind them (with me there).  As they seated themselves I glanced at each plate. all three of them were full to the edge. but one big difference: both ladies had half their plates filled with veggie and peas, and a bit of rice on one and a small fried chicken piece on the other. hamlettes plate was half in oil roasted raffled potato (Rösti) and three massive chunks of pig roast drowning in brown sauce. when they were about to take seats I noticed hammy glancing at one of the ladies plates, a face of shame and regret when seeing the healthy choices of the beautiful ladies. And then digging into her mess of a plate.  And on top of all the hamming I just witnessed, she shoved the food in her red lipstick covered maw and chewed... while smacking. this woman looked like early 30ies (best guess) and was chewing with an open mouth. I was quite disgusted and felt sorry for the ladies, who were obviously work collegues, trying their best not to look up from their plates and be disgusted.