DS2 enters kitchen and asks what's for tea. I answer, to which he says he hates it (He has never had it before.)
DS1 enters kitchen and asks what we're having. When I reply he tells me it's gross (He has never had it before.)
I have a PMT induced moment of RAGE and the throw the lot in the sink on top of the dirty washing up.
Am now skulking upstairs.
I think half of it bounced off the washing up and is now stuck on the wall, which I suppose serves me right...