The first came when Dad accidently bought too many apples. I remember a book as a child that was about people putting apples in everything because they had to many. It was like that at Dad's for a while, except mostly he just ate apples. But then when we had some brown leftover bits, he decided to throw them into the omelette he was making. Thus the omelette was egg, onion, garlic, cumin and apples. There's something that's just not right about that.
The other new one came the other day when I had some cannellini beans that I was making into a lovely bean and garlic dip. I was busy doing other things in the kitchen so I asked Dad to open the can for me. He did so then asked "Now what?" I went over to the sink with the intention to rinse all the thick, slimy bean juice out so I could tip the lot in the blender, but Dad prevented me. Instead of all that muck going down the sink, he tipped it into a cup and DRANK it!
It looked worse in reality and imagine the taste!