The last time that we had j-dub family over, around last christmas i think, inevitably a prayer was said before dinner. Throughout the prayer i kept my eyes open & ate my food. Then, when the prayer was finished i said: "Thanks for the food mum, it was you who cooked it afterall."
It's crazy when you think about it. Someone spends possibly hours cooking a dinner, only to be ignored whilst God to be thanked for it once it's ready. It makes me feel a bit sick thinking about it actually.