I think the worse meal I've ever seen made was by my zoology classmates when we went for term trip. When we got to our destination, they went to dutyfree where they bought the the stuff needed for our dinner. They attempted to cook steak, but they forgot to buy oil, so they used butter; forgot to buy salt, so they used msg (gives me nasty headache); forgot to bring a rice cooker so they used a ugly, overused pot; and finally, told themselves they had lots of experience cooking and ended up eating soupy overcooked steak with undercooked rice and bowls of tasteless soupy-snacks. That left a nasty memory of our sixty-year-old professor making smacking noises while he nibbled on pieces of cow meat with his incisors.
Me, I make dinner rolls that taste like beer. Don't know why but it just ends up that way.
Jam it back in, in the dark.