Mom was telling me a story about the time she gave her nephew a couple of bites of mince pie... Not the one with meat, but the one full of good tasting, rich fruit... He was 1, maybe 2, he had a small scoop of ice cream and wanted some of mom's pie. Not thinking anything about it, since he was on solids at that point, she let him have a little bit of her pie. Shortly after his mom got out of work, picked him up and took him home.
About 20 minutes later mom gets a call, just enough time for her sister to get home and put stuff away. This was the following convo:
"What the f*** did you feed my kid?!"
"Um, a couple of bites of mince pie."
"You are NOT allowed to give him of that ever again!"
"You haven't seen what's coming out of his diaper!"
My grandmother overheard their chat, and was apparently almost in hysterics from laughing so hard. Mom managed not to laugh until she was off the phone. And no, she never did give him mince again.