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Until recently I thought that coffee cakes were supposed to actually taste like coffee.
I used to think that hamburgers actually had slices of ham on them.
As a kid, I thought the job of the slaves in the Old South was to make butter. They did this by peeling the bark off a tree trunk, looping a rope around the trunk, and pulling the rope back and forth between two people to work the butter off the trunk.
(Although maybe margarine *is* made that way...)
I used to believe that a hamburger was called a "handburger" because you ate it using your hands.
When I would go to Japanese restaurants, my dad would order Wonton soup, except I thought it was called "One-ton" soup. I never understand why someone would eat so much soup.
When I was little I thought Nan bread was Banana bread when my mother corrected me I thought it was Nana bread, I dont know how many years it took me to realize it was NAN bread
when i was young i remember eating vanilla wafers and i was putting the broken cookies aside. my grandmother asked why i didnt eat them and i told her i thought that someone had taken a bite off the cookie and put it back in the box.
That a Wiener schnitzel (a German dish which is a bread veal cutlet) was a hotdog, because there is a hotdog place called Wienerschnitzel.
When I was little I demanded sugar on my cereal. My dad told me that someday I'd be eating my cereal without it and I thought that he meant it would one day become illegal to sprinkle table sugar on rice krispies. What he actually meant was that when I got older my tastes might change and I might actually like unsweetened cereal. I lived in fear of the day that I could be arrested for adding sugar to my cereal.
I loved pizza when I was 10 I always wondered why some peperonis are hot some are not. I thought when I wasn't looking aliens put invisible hot sauce on the peperoni.
I use to believe that fruit flavored chap sticks were made of real fruit and were completely edible. Until one day I was really hungry, and took a large bite of a banana flavored chap stick.
I was so upset.
When I was little, I always thought that grilled cheese sandwiches were called GIRLED cheese sandwiches. Thus, my dad was not supposed to eat them because they were, obviously, made just for girls.
My sister never ate eggs when she was little. My parents just thought that she just didn't like them. One day they were talking about a friend having a baby and my sister chimed in and asked "How many eggs did she have to eat to get pregnant?" My sister had heard that babies come from eggs and since she didn't want to have a baby, she wouldn't eat any.
I heard of turtle soup when I was little. I thought tomato soup was turtle soup. I thought it should be green but I reasoned that it was red because turtles had red blood. I loved tomato soup and I thought it was neat that I was eating turtles.
My mother used to make the same dessert every night, which was crushed pineapple and junket (like opaque jelly). My sister and I would ask her every dinnertime "what's for dessert?" and she would say "Wait and see". I thought that pineapple and junket was called 'wait and see' and that it was similar to 'curds and whey" (which sounded like it would have been similar).
When I first learned that ketchup is made from tomatoes, I realized that that must be why ketchup is red. I assumed that mustard, therefore, must be made from something yellow. The only two yellow possibilities I could think of at the time were bananas and lemons. So for quite some time I wondered whether mustard was made from lemons or from bananas.
I used to believe that my mother invented peanut butter and jelly sandwiches.
I used to believe that bananas were made in factories because I didn't think they had seeds. When a classmate told me that he lived near a banana factory I said Wow do they make bananas there? He said No mate, they package them. Bananas grow... @_@
I remeber when I was about four, we kept the water jug in the fridge. I, of course, was to short to reach it because it was on the top shelf. So for some reason, I started calling it Wa-Wa-High. I was convinced it was that until my preschool teacher told me differently. I was abosulutely crushed
Another time was when I was at my uncles house or something and we were roasting hot-dogs. I might have not roasted my long enough, becausewhen I started eating it, my uncle said my eyes would turn bright green, like an aliens. Me and my sister rushed to the bathroom, to check if our eyes had gone alien on us. They hadn't, but I didn't eat hot-dogs until I was around seven! (I was about five then)
For some number of years, my mother had my brother and I convinced that the preparation of meatloaf required that we clean up all the leaves in the yard and give them to her. No, really. There were little green leaf-looking bits in the red sauce of the meatloaf, and we thought it was due to our diligent efforts.
On becoming a little older, I thought to ask why she needed a whole giant trash bag full of dried-out brown fall leaves just to put a sprinkling of green leaf stuff on the meat. So now we just have it with gravy.