That reminds me when I was in Bethel.....the friends in the congregation would love anything they thought was from bethel.
For example: after bookstudy one night we had goodie night. Everyone was to bring some sort of dish or desert. Well on my way to the meeting from Brooklyn I stopped at the commissary to pick up 3 packs of Pepperidge farm soft chocolate cookies. I put them in a plastic container and bought them. Before I could say anything the bookstudy conductor announces to the entire group before the closing prayer " please don't leave imediately after prayer, our dear bethel brother would like to share some Kingdom Cookies with us".
You would fall out laughing at how these people gobbled these cookies up...as if the finger of God had made them.