Reminds me of when DH and I left the house for a couple of hours and we asked MIL to bake the chicken in the microwave (with the convection oven). Well, convection.. microwave.. it all went over her head an she cooked a chicken on high in the microwave for 2 hours. When we got home it looked like that scene in Christmas Vacation when the turkey explodes.
Being the frugal Scotswoman she was, she tried to eat it and when we tried to stop her, she said in her Glaswegian accent, "Accchhh. There's nothin' wrang wi' it."