I just grabbed a spoon and was ready to dig in to a smooth, cool, creamy tub of chicken fat.
I thought it was home-made vanilla ice cream. Oops!
When I was a kid, I grabbed a wrapped thing from the fridge that I thought was a piece of candy.
It was actually one of my Mom’s prescriptions, and was intended to enter the system from the other end. Fortunately, it tasted horrible and I spat it out immediately.
I never did find out what it was supposed to cure, but it sure cured me of grabbing things from the fridge without checking them out first!