I nearly disowned one of my sons, when he ate some leftovers he shouldn't have. The Great Cold Roast Goose episode gets mentioned every Christmas now!
I had a Plan for the meals over Christmas - roast goose on Christmas Day, cold gammon and baked potatoes on Boxing Day, and then, on the 27th, the left over goose, shredded and cooked until dark and sticky in a marinade of honey, soy sauce and five-spice.
But when I went to the fridge to get out the left over roast goose, for supper on the 27th, half of it was GONE!! Turned out that ds2 had decided he'd like a cold roast goose sandwich for his lunch, and had eaten half of the leftovers!!!
I am (somewhat) ashamed to say that I lost it completely - snot, tears, shouting (I think the stress of planning Christmas and doing all the cooking got to me). There was plenty of other food in the house - dh did cold gammon and goose and salad for supper - but I was inconsolable because my Plan had been ruined - ruined, I tell you.
Dh had to ply me with gin to calm me down!
I suppose I should be grateful that ds2 didn't blame the dog, like @IthinkIsawahairbrushbackthere's dh did.