That article makes me think of my childhood. My Grandpa worked for a York Foods canning plant when I was a kid, and every now and then the labeller equipment would malfunction and they would end up with a whole lot of canned foods that had no labels that they couldn't sell. So sometimes the workers at the plant got to take some home with them, on the understanding that there was no guarantee of what you were getting. So my grandpa would give us these boxes full of unlabeled cans and we would would obviously use the food, sometimes the cans were damaged and you'd open it up to find some truly nasty stuff in there. Generally, it was a mystery as to what you were getting, so you'd have to have a backup plan if you opened up a can thinking it was cherries, and it turned out to be beets, or green beens.
Fun times were had by all...
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