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My dad told me that Jello, which i still think is very delicious, is made out of horse hoofs, back when i was eight. I still don't believe him.
I used to believe ham came from hamsters. What's worse is I was totally fine with eating it!
When I was little, my grandma got me to eat my vegetables by telling me that they were dinosaur food. Naturally, I proceeed to eat tiny broccoli trees, lettuce leaves, carrot logs, and celery branches. Unfortunaely, I did not know that "dinosaur food" only applied to what was on my plate. I later went out and sampled the leaves off the trees in my yard.
They tasted pretty gross, so I went back to only the food that was put on my plate.
I remember growing up and my dad eating a special cereal that we were allowed only to eat once in a while. Mom told us the name of the cereal was "Daddy Cereal" because it was only for him. When I got a job in high school, I asked my mom to tell me where to buy it (because I was making my own money). It was simple granola - to which I am pretty much addicted. And I still refer to it as "Daddy Cereal"
At my aunt's house, when I was little, I was always messing aroung- touching things, playing with things, even spilling things on the floor.
One day I was playing with neat-looking, push-button salt/pepper dispenser- pushing the black button and making pepper come out all over the floor.
My aunt saw me doing this, and told me to stop. She also said that this would, as she put it, 'make ants.'
By this, I thought that she meant that all the little granules of pepper that were coming out, were going to magically turn into ants if they got left there on the floor.
When, I was a kid, I used to believe that cane sugar came from the city Cannes
When I was younger, my parents would make landscapes on the dinner plates with vegetables and I believed that broccoli were actually tiny trees. When my teacher served us broccoli for lunch one day, I looked her straight in the eye and informed her that I would not eat the little trees.
When I was 5 I used to believe that i was the only person in the world with the ability to make crunching noises when i ate.
when i was a kid i didn't eat yellow part of eggs because i used to believe that it would be chicken in my belly!!!!
The first time my little sister saw a different McDonald's than the one in our hometown, she became outraged that they had stolen our McDonald's idea. We had the real McDonald's and this one was a copy by someone mean.
I used to try to catch the man in the fridge turning on the light when i opened the door.Sometimes i was so fast there were footprints in the butter. Thanks dad i still do a quick scan...
My sister used to believe that bell peppers grew 'stuffed' with a rice/meat mixture, since when we saw them they were served baked and stuffed that way. When my Mother grew her own bell peppers, my sister came in with one she had picked and opened, and asked, "Mom, where's the stuffing that's supposed to be inside?"
i used to believe that dumplings grew in the garden
As a youngster I loved Burger King - but there was only one I really attended. So when I was 6, we stopped at a different Burger King, mystified as to how there could be two of them, I told my parents that it wasn't the same and refused to go in it. I think we had to head to the original Burger King (about 30mins drive away) so I would even eat. That burger king has since moved :(
I believed till I was 8 that eggs grew on plants. It didn't help that dad used to hang his cleaned out eggshells on a plant in the garden.
When I was little, I thought that big puffy clouds in the sky were actually mashed potatoes.
My father told me tapioca was frog eggs in pudding. I still can't eat it!
My grandpop had a saying that eating raw radishes would "put hair on your chest" I of course took that literally, and thought for ages that I would grow hair on my chest if I ate a raw radish- now wanted since I'm a girl! up until I was in my 20s and someone explained the expression to me.
I used to think that artichokes were animals because my mother said we were eating artichoke hearts.
I used to believe a pickle was a smaller version of the cucumber.