Yes, I eat two dinners in residence. Here’s what I ate one night at around 11:30pm:
Me: ok, cooking dinner, brb.
Josh: …it’s 11 Billy.
(10 mins later)
Me: Dinner time!
Roommate: what the hell!? How many dinners do you have?
Menu: marinated beef, boiled vegetables, and some nameless Chinese noodles that sucked up all the soup so that the noodle was in an awkward place between soupy and dry. But I downed it before midnight nevertheless.