Family Function or Food Fest?

My family gets together for all of the right reasons, don't get me wrong but the foundation for which we really love getting together on Sundays is not only because we want to spend quality time together. It's because of a ridiculous amount of food. On the counters when entering my grandma's old, creaky house, you'll see at least four pies, a pot of tea steaming, a pot of black coffee brewing, a massive bowl of spaghetti, usually a vat of some sort of vegetable, a variety of meat for the men and two crazy uncles bouncing on the couch at the Bears game. Grandchildren are talking a mile a minute, the dog is barking and my aunts are drinking wine and stirring a bowl of something my grandma has been cooking all day. Last weekend was my brother's 17th birthday. He didn't want a party but there was no escaping the inevitable family party. We ate. We sang. We ate cake. We ate some more. We then proceeded to enter a food coma on the living room floor. We do this to ourselves every Sunday. It's go big or go home in my family. All of my cousins are girls so when we bring boys home to meet the family, they have to endure food-fest, or when it gets closer to the holidays, what my grandpa calls "festivus". If they can't handle Uncle Jay in a Bears hardhat with a beer in hand, eating at least three plates full of food and a five year old telling grandpa he's a crazy old man, they're out. Family is important. Food is important and what brings us all together are our matching dark eyes and love for food. Do any of your families love food this much? :)