Boy, this reminds of the incident (yes I’d call that incident) that happened to me at one Iftari. The lady of the house held these antiquated views and served men first while women contented themselves with a kajoor & a few pakoray. By the time men were done and prayers were said, it was like two hours since Iftari and everything was cold and her logistics sucked so when my turn came to finally eat, I’d lost my appetite.