Daddy's chickens have come home to roost.
When Dad was a kid, Grandma and Grandpa used to give him cheese or bologna and cheese sandwiches for lunch.
As a kid, Dad wasn't particular fond of bologna, and did not like those "individually wrapped processed cheese food" slices at all, so, more ofthen than not, Dad would hide those sandwiches. They'd wind up behind the refrigerator or under the basement steps.
Well, today, Dad got his just desserts.