Gula
It wasn't his fault at all, actually it was Bofur's fault, tossing that sausage. It was absolutely not his fault that the elves made such weak furniture, they couldn't take the weight of a stocky dwarf warrior, only that of a prissy elf. He saw how they looked at him, with those strange eyebrows raised so high they almost disappeared, well, they were of course not used to seeing the compact handsomeness of a dwarf.
He got back upon his feet and brushed some crumbs of his clothes, one should simply enjoy what life brought of joys. To enjoy a good meal was after all such an innocent thing now wasn't it? He saw that there were some stew left in the kettle and when he saw that none of the others were eying it he finished it. It was a sin to leave food to just go bad, he was well raised and his mother had always told him to finish his plate. And he always had.
The others just didn't understand his passion for food, they could never be good cooks like him, they would eat anything! No, he was not a gluttonous person, he just liked food, that was the core of that matter. That bench were just made to carry those lightweight elves, did they have any muscles at all by the way? They were thin as reeds, their women couldn't really be much fun in bed, like laying with a stack of wooden boards. He bet they never had enjoyed the vigor of a real male, with hair and more than just skin over their bones.
Hmm, was that another sausage? Oh yes, it was. Wonderful. Alright, he was a bit more than stocky but he wasn't fat now was he? He was handsome, he had several children and his wife was all over him. And he did know how to fight, so why should his weight bother him at all? No, he wasn't bothered. Was there more stew left? No? not even that strange elven bread? It tasted like sawdust but it filled you up, whence you had had a few of them, or seven or ten.
He sighed and leaned against the wall, the elves only served food best served to rabbits, he would starve if they were to stay there for any length of time. Kili had left half of his dinner, eagerly he finished it all off, leaving food was indeed a sin.