I haven't had raisin bran in 25 years.
When I had my first apartment, the kitchen was in the back that overlooked a courtyard where you could see about a dozen other apartment kitchens. I had put up a thin bamboo stick shade over the window, but later realized that when the light was on in my kitchen, you could easily see in from the courtyard and other apartments when it was dark out.
Well, one night I woke up craving cereal. Not having any clothes on I went into the kitchen and left the light off so as not to put on a show. Also, my parrots would have woken up if I put the light on, and I didn't want them to start hootin' and hollerin' which would have woken up the gf and the neighbors.
OK, so, by the light of the refrigerator, I poured myself a bowl of raisin bran and milk and headed into the living room. On the way, I thought it was kinda strange that my raisin bran was doing a snap, crackle, pop thing.
I sat down and started to eat as I turned on the TV. The tv glowed just enough for me to see that my bowl of raisin bran was crawling with the maggots of seed moths. I spit it out all over the place, waking everyone up anyway.
I have not had raisin bran ever since, nor will I ever eat something in the dark.