Not me - my son. When we moved, we found dried, cooked green beans piled behind the buffet in the dining room. So much for 'eat your green beans if you want dessert.' I don't know how he (my son, not my daughter) managed to put them there right under my nose. He was horrified, and he confessed when the buffet was moved.I tried so hard not to laugh, but I couldn't help it.