Once upon a time there was a TCK who lived in an apartment and suddenly started cooking once a week for 6 people. Many of the recipes she used called for weights of meats. Fortune of fortunes, one of her apartment-mates brought a scale to contribute to the kitchen. Measuring meat had never been easier.
Until she realized one day that the numbers she had been mistaking for 1.2 or 1.3 pounds were not in fact that, and she had imagined the decimal place in the middle. No, instead those measurements were 12 and 13 ounces, which is really only about .75 pounds. No wonder they weren’t making as much food as she was expecting. Silly standard measurements don’t use 10s as their base number. Whoever came up with that?