Once, when I was still an apprentice and living at home,
my folks were away and I was rather inebriated, making
my lunch for the next day. I was in the process of
making a penutbutter and jam sandwhich, and in my
alcoholic haze, reached into the fridge and grabbed what
I thought was a mason jar of Strawberry jam. Just as I was
about to spread it on the bread,( for some unknown reason
I decided to smell it). Good thing I did, because what I grabbed out
of the fridge was a jar of ground up pickled beets mixed with
horse raddish. I have nightmares about the possible flavor
combination that would have made.