food

I used to think that cows would eat chickens and that is why eggs and milk are in the same food group.

I use to believe that the belief of ending up with gum in your hair if you wnet to sleep with gum in your mouth was not because it might fall out of your mouth onto your pillow, but that it would somehow absorb through the roof of your mouth through your head and into your hair.

When i was about six i used to think that milk bottles were filled with my mum's breast milk. The milkman looked after it and then delivered it when i was thirsty. It took me 2 years to realise that the milk was from daddy and then another 10 years to figure it out that it was from a fish.

When I was little I was told that carrots were good for your teeth, so every time I ate carrots and would rub them over my teeth like I was brushing. I was convinced it gave me whiter teeth.

I must have been about three when my grandad used to tell me that if I ate the apple core and pips I'd have an apple tree grow out of my stoumach, and I would poop roots and get stuck in the loo! To this day I still won't eat apple cores but I encourage my daughter to eat it for the nutritional value.

When I was a kid, I asked my mom what happened to the chewing gum that I spit out in the grass. She told me that the birds ate it. So, I went on for years imagining the birds chewing gum and blowing bubbles.

At the age of 3, my mother made me believed that if I ate chicken wings (I personally hated them in the past), I will get to fly when i "grow up". But of course I never did despite eating them obediently.

My dad told me that if you added ice to milk you would be poisoned. One time at a friends house his mom added ice and I got up from the table and screamed, "Ice in my milk what are you trying to do to me?" She stated, "Just trying to make your milk cold." I was so embarrassed.

This is pretty cruel really... My Father would ask me where milk came from when I was five or so. I would reply 'from cows', which seemed pretty reasonable to me. He then tried to convince me that milk grew on trees. Of course, I scoffed at the idea. Time and time again, I didn't fall for his joke. Until I awoke one morning to find Milk on the tree! I was amazed. He had tied full milk bottles to the tree in an effort to convince me. And convince me it did. For a year, maybe two, maybe more, whenever I was asked the question 'where does milk come from', I would reply 'From Cows. And trees'.

I used to believe…

for years, I thought that I invented the peanut butter and jelly sandwich.

We were at a restaurant when I was very young, and I demanded that I could order my own breakfast off the menu. My parents said okay, and when the waitress came over I was ready. She asked me what I wanted, and I proudly announced, "Two eggs - any style!"

my dad always told me that the fat on meat was the best bit, it would take me that long to chew through it, my dad would say "let me give you a hand and pinch the meat"

My dad used to tell me ""if i ate too many eggs i would become eggbound and explode"", I later discovered he did it so he could have my wartime ration,because I believed him I always let him have my eggs.

I used to believe eggs were a substitute for a lost bouncy-ball. I would try to bounce the eggs on the living room floor, and when they would crack, I'd assume that egg was "defective" and grab another. Eventually, I figured out that eggs don't bounce but I'd still try it, yknow, 'just in case'.

My mother used to tell me not to drink soda in the morning or I would get a stomach ache. I held this belief until I was in college and even told my girlfriend not to have her morning diet coke because of this.

I used to believe that Pepperoni was made from goat meat.