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You know the egg carton that had a picture of a elephant on it? Well, I never eat those eggs when I was 8. I used to believe that elephants laid those eggs
When I was a child, for whatever reason, my parents told me that it was the city law to eat meatloaf for dinner every Friday. So I continually believed this until I was 12.
When I was younger, there were protests against destruction of the rainforests for cattle ranching. So somebody told me that 'they cut down the rainforests to make McDonalds beefburgers'. For years I thought that burgers were made of wood.
In England, 'Lyons Syrup' comes in tins with a picture of a lion lying in the sun. My father told me that this was how they made syrup, by leaving lions out in the sun to melt. I believed it for a long time, and even thought I could taste the lion.
when i was about 5 or 6, my mom would always show me those commercials where there were kids in somalia that ate out of garbage cans because they were so poor. so my mom would show me those commercials and tell me, "That's why you should eat everything that i give you because those kids have nothing to eat." So I thought that my mom didnt want to help those kids because she told me to eat everything on my plate and not throw anything away. so naturally, i threw all the food that i could into the trash can. i thought that this would help the kids who ate out of the trash cans.
Note:
my mom meant that i shouldnt thrown any thing into the trash because i was lucky to have food and that i shouldnt waste it. i was 5 or 6 so i didnt get the meaning at the time.
I used to believe that pepper created actual heat.
so one day when I didn't want to go to school, I ate about 2 tablespoons of pure ground black pepper, and told my mom I was sick and to take my temperature.
She told me as red as my face was, my temperature was fine.
When I was little, I heard my mother talking to my grandmother about recipes.My grandmother gave my mother a recipe for Shepherd's Pie, one that she got from her mother, my great grandmother.
Now, my great grandmother's last name was Shephard, so for years I thought that her family invented it! That was, after all, why it was named "Shephard's Pie."
Of course, when I found out other families had it too, I was a bit confused. How could they have our family recipe? All sorts of stories went through my head. My mind eventually settled on that my great grandmother had sold the recipe a long time ago, not realizing how popular it would be, and it became really famous. It wasn't spoken of in my family because they were probably bitter they could have become rich off it.
It wasn't until years later that I found out the truth of it being an old English dish, and most likely had nothing to do with my family.
When I was about five, I found out that beef was actually dead cow flesh, which prevented me from eating steaks. It didn't stop me from eating hamburgers, though, because I believed they grew on bushes...
When I was very small I used to believe that coloured things tasted like they looked. If something was yellow, it was lemon-flavoured, if it was purple, it was grape flavoured, etc. I was always trying out the "flavours" of things and was obviously very disappointed in most of them. Wrapping paper was the biggest disappointment, as it looked so yummy in all those bright colours!
My hubby was told when he was a kid that ice cream had washing detergent in it. Rather than putting him off eating ice cream he liked it all the more because it was cleaning his insides at the same time!
As my surname is Brown, I thought that my family had special food especially for them - Brown sauce and Brown bread
When I was young, I thought that when you fried an egg, the noise the egg made in the frying pan was the squealing of the baby chicken trying to save itself.
I used to think you had to be in a special club to get a Club Sandwich.
i thought the chunks in blue cheese dressing were bunny turds because we had a rabbit and my mom told me so
When I was about 5, I thought that apples were made in factories. Every time I would eat one, I would first examine it and try to find a seam in the skin. It was the most baffling thing to me. My father later told me that we went to an apple festival where I watched the apples go by on a conveyor belt. Apparently that's where I got the idea. :)
I remember keeping an egg (from the carton) in my bed for like a week because I thought it would hatch if I kept it warm. Not sure how I didn't break it.
While out shopping with my mom in the meat section of the supermarket, I would see packages of chicken with a sticker "B'LESS CHICKEN" on it. I didn't know that "B'LESS" actually stood for boneless chicken, and thought the priest went round blessing every piece of chicken so as to make it safe for our consumption. Ahh, those were the days.
When I was about 4 my grandmother told me that eating carrots helped me to see in the dark. I somehow misheard this as 'carrots make your eyes glow in the dark.' Needless to say, I immediately gobbled my veggies down and was very dissapointed when my eyes failed to light up the room that night.
When i was little i used to believe you didn't have to buy sausages or meat for a barbeque, you just put a piece of wood on the BBQ and it'd turn into either a sausage or meat! You didn't get to choose which one.
I thought that the pimiento inside a cocktail olive actually grew in there naturally, like a pit or a seed. I didn't know that it was a piece of a pepper that was stuffed in there in a factory. I knew that it was possible to buy olives with no pimientos, but I figured the pimientos had just been removed because some people like them and others don't.
My favourite olives today are the ones that grow with a clove of garlic in the middle. ;)
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