The only food in Ford’s house when Stan takes it over are graham crackers, half a bag of marshmallows, and one of those bags of mini chocolate bars, and coffee.
Ford had been drinking the coffee, only, for weeks. He’d had spare bites of all his other food but was so freaked out he thought it was poisoned, and had ended up throwing everything else away. But he knew he got the s’mores supplies with Fiddleford, months ago, before the testing accident, and F hadn’t wanted him dead then.
But it was stuffed way back in some cabinets so Ford forgot about it with the weight of more important matters (Bill Bill Bill Bill) on his mind
But when Stan was rifling through the cupboards, starving, aching, and upset, just needing a little of anything to eat, he comes upon the s’mores equipment. He can’t even handle it. He’s laughing and outraged at the same time. He eats half the graham crackers straight up.
His brother has left him nothing but s’mores and a broken portal, and Stan can’t handle anything. The s’mores last him a week before he has to go into town, and he goes for the more sensible purchase of bread, and everything takes off from there.
But every time Stan goes into town in the future, and he sees marshmallows and chocolate and crackers, he gets this sad smile and turns away. All the years later, even with the kids, he’s not much of a s’mores man.