I remember my mom making some pie that had meringue on top of it back when I was little. We went to my grandmother's place back then (my dad's mom). So much family around back then.

I just remember being in the car, and my mom holding the pie. My dad was driving like a maniac as usual, and slammed on the breaks really quick. I can still hear my mom gasp as she still held the pie, but the meringue slid right off and onto the dashboard and onto the floor.

Never liked meringue anyway.