Sounds like my old local, if you asked for food you were looked on as if you were something the cat dragged in, but when it hit it's low point just before being sold (now a hated gastropub), the landlord happily sold crisps to parents, the kids would pour them on the floor and jump up and down on them making a real mess, the parents and landlord never passed comment. The only good thing about the place was I met my now fiancee and one night stopping for an early drink found it completly empty, shouted up to the accomodation above no reply, so pulled myself a drink and left money on counter, 15 minutes later landlady turned up, was horrified I was in bar in a pub that was unocupied, she had gone out and forgot to lock the door, lucky i'm honest, could have had a field day otherwise lol.