You know, I have never figured out why poor addled Judy is so proud of that awful-looking pie or cake or whatever it is.
You could take a fine meal, dump it all into an empty coffee can, and the taste wouldn't change.
But the appearance would spoil any enjoyment.
Poor addled Judy's pie or cake or whatever-it-is would not look worse if she scraped it all into an empty coffee can. So I guess she has that going for her.