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When i was little, mad cow disease worried my mum and she never let me eat beef until i was about 9. Because i wasn't allowed it, i assumed i was allergic to it, and told everyone i was allergic to beef. once, my dad gave me a "beef" tomato to eat and i wouldnt eat it until he explained that it didnt have beef in it!
When i was younger i thought corn was plastic because it never seems to get fully digested....
While at a friend's house when I was about 7, we decided we wanted hot chocolate. We warmed up the milk and put in powdered baking chocolate because it was the closest thing to Swiss Miss we could find. However, after we tasted it we declared is was poisned because chocolate is supossed to be sweet. I believed for years this bitter chocolate meant certain death.
I went through a carrot phase when I was little in which I ate many carrots a day and absolutely loved them oddly enough. One day in school my teacher proclaimed that when she was little she ate so many carrots her skin turned orange. I took this to mean she was beginning the process of 'you are what you eat' and she was slowly but surely turning into a carrot. I kicked my carrot addiction that night.
When I was young and visited my grandparents, I would use my grandpa's cocktail cherries on my ice cream sundaes. In order to keep me from eating them all, and leaving him cherryless with his evening cocktail, my grandfather told me that the human body couldn't digest maraschino cherries, and if I ate too many my tummy would get full and I would die. When that didn't work, he told me the red dye was poisonous and if I ate more than one per day it would kill me.
When I was a kid one of my friends moms told us kids that you could die if you ate too many Nanaimo bars (coconut/chocolate/crumb base with custard creme middle and hard chocolate top layer), while we were all oogling a plate of them. Obviously, she told us this because then we wouldn't eat them all, but it stayed in the back of my head for years and years afterwards.
Worms and Uncooked pastry.
My Grandmother told me that if I ate uncooked pastry it would give me worms. All she had to say was "Don't eat the dough." When I was 7 or 8; during a class cooking day at school, I touted my belief to a number of my peers (about 7 or 8 years old). The teacher overheard and dismissed my belief. I felt really silly and embarrassed.
Kids are programmed to believe the things adults say.
When I was a kid my grandmother went to hospital to have a hysterectomy. Being a child I was protected from an explanation which I would have been unable to comprehend. However I did get an answer when I asked my grandmother why she had to go for an operation. She told me that she'd eaten a tin of cold baked beans. I was six and after that explanation I never EVER entertained the idea of eating tinned beans until I saw steam coming off them. My first mouthfull of cold beans was in my teens.
My dad told me that rice was dried maggots, and would become alive in my stomach... I wouldn't eat it ever... the first time I tried it I was 23 and I still had to drink a lot before I was talked into it..
I used to have nightmares that if you put spicy foods on people's eyes it would burn them out. My spicy foods of choice were either pepperoni slices or italian hot peppers.
When I was little my father would use the rotisserie every Sunday for a roast beef. The hole made by the skewer through the meat looked so suspect to me, I always imagined it was from a worm going through the meat, and would cut around it, leaving this little beef donut on my plate.
One day I was eating a banana.
"Mum, is it OK to eat these stringy bits?"
"No, Philip, they're poisonous"
I believed it for years.
I used to think that the Trix rabbit was real and if you let your parents eat Trix cereal, he would take away your parents to his bunny hole.
I used to believe that when putting black pepper on your food, the pepper would eat at the lining of your stomach. I have no idea what gave me that idea, but someone must have mentioned something to that effect to have me believe this for so very long.
When I was a little kid, I saw the Cap'n Crunch commercial where the kids eat the crunchberries and their heads turn into giant crunchberries. I was positive that if i ate the cereal, i would get a giant crunchberry head too, so every time i saw it in the store, I avoided it like the plague.
When i was little, I used to ponder over the way asparagus grew out of the ground in my neighbor's garden. My neighbor told me they were the "devil's fingers" and one day i got scared and ran over into the garden and stomped each and every one of those asparagus plants. My mother was not a happy camper after that one.
When I was 4 my two boy cousins told me that if you eat the strings on the inside of a banana you would die. I still throw them away even now when I'm 51.
When I was in 6, I learned that a classmate at school was allergic to some food or another (peanuts, I think) but I didn't know what an allergy was. I asked and was told that "if you're allergic to something it means you can't eat that food."
Well, I HATED stewed squash, so I told everyone that I was allergic to squash because I thought that was what "allergic" meant. People were horrified when they found out that my parents made me eat my squash even though I was"allergic to it." Now I like stewed squash and eat it with no ill effects.
When I was about 4 years old, my sister told me that the mushrooms that grew in our yard in the summer were poisonous mushrooms that would kill you if you ate them. So, I always imagined someone walking down the sidewalk, taking a bite out of a mushroom, and shooting straight up into the sky to go to heaven.
When I was about 4 or 5, my sister said cookie dough was bad for you, so I thought if you had more than 2 or 3 pieces of it, I would die!!!!