"That was quite possibly the worst meal I ever made!"
Exclaimed my mother when she _insisted_ that she cook dinner for a family gathering and wanted to do it 'whole 30' style because that was our latest 'fad'. However, when I said 'whole foods', she took that to mean, no fat, no spices, no nothing. I offered to cook. I offered to go to a restaurant. But no, she wanted to host everyone for a 'meal'.
We had roasted pork loin with no seasoning on it. Zucchini that was cooked to death and mashed sweet potatoes (which was the only edible thing.
Then she added "I don't know how you stay on this diet!" as she broke out the Heath bar ice cream.
My teeth were so sore from trying to chew the shoe leather pork loin that I refrained from commenting that it wasn't the diet, it was the chef!