F H B - is what my dad would say at the dinner table if we had guests. It's short for "Family hold back" and was the instruction to allow the guests to help themselves to vegetables, gravy etc first. I seem to remember him explaining that it's what his own Da used to say, and so I've tried to get my own children to use it too.
"You don't want to go stuffing your face with food every five-and-twenty minutes!" said to my teenaged or 20-something father and and a small bunch of his mates after they'd spent a very long time - possibly a day and half a night - on some hunting/shooting/fishing mission, which involved some mishap of getting lost. On returning to civilisation they were hungry, but whoever it was they had arranged to meet that evening had been well-fed that day and didn't feel the need to dine. It was repeated by my late Daddy whenever we complained about being hungry.