Oh God.
Once I was at this ritzy rich dinner thingy for people who could buy and sell me with their pocket lint. Part of the deal for the folks I'm with is we get to have the same dinner they do. Sweet.
I sees me a tasty looking cracker. "Aha! A cracker!" I think, somewhat unsurprisingly. "I shall eat it!" I take a big ol' bite.
It was fish. That damn cracker was fish. I swear, it looked like a dry baked good of SOME kind, but nope. Creature of the sea.
Have you ever expected the taste and texture of a cracker only to get Freddy Flounder? Eugh.