when i was a kid, I used to think that butterfly shaped pasta could fly and I didn't eat it.
I believed Spam came from an animal called a Spamalope which was similar to an elk and lived in northern Alaska.
I used to think potassium came from potatoes.
I used to believe that peanuts were a daily must to strengthen the memory like elephants
I used to believe the girl on the Sunbeam Bread wrapper was the same one on the tv show The Beverly Hill Billies (Donna Douglas).
When I was a kid, I thought limes smelt or tasted like blood. Still like them as a candy flavour, though.
When I was child i believe that the potatoes flew
I used to believe that broccoli were small trees
I thought you could make a profit out of profiteroles.
I used to think the dish Nazi Goreng was something to do with World War 2 Nazi Germany and thought countries like Thailand must have been associated with the war in Wuropw.
Whenever I saw 'dish of the day' written in pubs and restaurants, I thought it just meant everyone's favourite type of plate, and felt sorry for all the poor customers, thinking they were just given a plate without any food on it!
I used to believe that the vegetables I ate at nursery school grew in the track.
I used to think that when you cut a wedding cake, you would get a whole great slice from the top to the bottom. Yum yum
I used to believe when I ate bananas I could climb on trees more easily because I could become a monkey. I liked climbimg on them so I ate a lot of bananas. But I was scared to get hairs everywhere in my body. Now it's my favourite fruit.
I thought "Konnichiwa" was a Japanese dish involving a piece of corn on a stick. I think it's because "Konn" and "corn" sound similar.
I used to believe that the grated cheese served to cool the dough.
I used to think that the reason you put crackers in your soup was to cool it off. If you didn't put any crackers in your soup it would just stay hot.
When I was a little girl I used to believe when we ate a cherry stone and then drank we had a cherrytree on our stomach.
Nine years ago, so I was 6 years old, I loved cherries so I ate a lot but one time when I played a game with my brother in the kitchen I ate a cherrystone. I was so afraid and stressful to died during the night. My brother was so bad with me because he said me “ Nina, you will have a cherrytree on your stomach” and “ You will become a cherry tomorrow”. I was so bad and I’m cried in my bed during 2 hours before sleeping. Finally my parents said that’s was a lie. The next day I didn’t have the skin red so I was happy.
Now when kid eat a cherrystone and my family say the same of my brother I smile because I lo longer believe this joke. The memories is funny now but it wasn’t funny and cool before.
I used to think a brothel was another word for a soup kitchen.
When my mom gave me my daily Flintstone chewable vitamin, I thought it was important that I get a different character each day, otherwise I wouldn't be getting all of my vitamins.