Nah, if you want to talk scary, forget the brand of beans. Just go over to my sisters house, and serve "the New England dinner" which consists of:
- baked beans
- hot dogs
- lotsa sour crout
And then (and reason I mention my sisters house):
Either she or her husband can add stink when onion powder is applied to anything
The other of the 2, sprinkle some garlic on it
Stay long enough to get a wiff
Or one could have tried my maternal grandmother's cooking which included fruit salad with mayonese on top. That was enough, for my father to gather us altogether and say "that does it. Fruit and mayonese, yuck. We're eating out tonight."
To this, the only soda ever kept around her house (and all she drank) was Moxie. If you never heard of it, count yourself lucky. That stuff tasted like carbonated medicine
Supposedly my mother wanted a banana split when growing up. She never asked again after she was given one with mayonese. Bananas and ice cream with mayo, YUCK!!!!
She was then made to eat the whole thing...
Oh, and tbh, I don't really like mayo much at all, even when it isn't on the fruit...