I cannot convince Himself that kidney beans of any persuasion are actual food; he considers them the work of the devil. Lima beans, likewise. I played a dirty trick on him once -- I used young limas instead of navy beans in a batch of minestrone. I doubt that he noticed; he ate it for lunch every day for a week with every evidence of pleasure.

Tins labelled "kidney beans" in our pantry would cause quite a fuss. "Oh, how could you do this to me! You don't love me any more!"