My MIL is an interesting woman, to put it bluntly, and an "inventive" cook.
Once she offered then-boyfriend and I what she called "leftover chili". We agreed that chili sounded wonderful and agreed to have a bowl. Then she pulled the pot out of the fridge to heat some up for us.
Apparently, in MIL-world, leftover chili is NOT chili that has been made previously, stored, and reheated at a later date. No - it is an amalgam of all the leftovers in the fridge that are an the verge of spoiling, including half a cherry pie
I am not making this up.
FIL hadn't realized at the time what she'd done but when he saw us hastily changing our minds (pasta, cherry pie, and deity-knows what else was NOT appetizing) he offered to take everyone out for dinner. He never corrected her or made any disparaging remarks but that was my first clue that life with MIL would never be dull!
ETA - DH corrected me. it was leftover stew, not chili.