Damned if there isn't a lovely scene of people sitting around a table eating a meal together within minutes of the start of Kristen Scott-Thomas' flick Il y a longtemps que je t'aime ( I've Loved You So Long.) And, in fact, the characters, young and old alike, are shown eating more than once in the course of the film---maybe even three times a day! ( And preparing food....OMG.)
Now-- the movie is a tour de force for Ms S-T, and I wallowed in the interiors, the eating, etc., but at the end, when you comprehend what the entire film has been based on, you think "Please!"
That said, I was trying to recall the last American film where I noted anyone fueling up. Maybe the Wild West saga, Appaloosa, directed by Ed Harris. A few of the characters had breakfast in their hotel together, not that I really took in if or what they were eating. I was too distracted by the exorbitant cheeks of Renee Zellweger---she likely ate nothing, so filled were her pouches with nuts--and besides, her lips are always pursed to such an extent that I imagine it is with great effort that she speaks, let alone eats.
( I know, that was mean. I was truly impressed with the work RZ put into song and dance for her role in Chicago.)
Oh--there was a bag of dog food in Bolt, methinks. ( I never finished watching this--once I learned the dog was being lied to, that was that!)
Soon I will be taking a look at Brooklyn Lobster, a 2006 movie about a threatened family business that must, please, involve some crustacean-nibbling. Maybe even drawn butter.