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When I was about four, I actually believed that the Mrs. Butterworth Syrup bottle would talk to a little kid, just like on TV. Every morning for weeks, I would make my (long-suffering and very tolerant) mom leave the kitchen so I could have a conversation with her. I never could get her to talk to me, of course.
I used to think that tinned spaghetti was actually worms and refused to eat it. Now in my mid twenties, I still can't bring myself to put it in my mouth!
I used to love Chi-chi's when I was younger, and I loved to eat "fried ice cream". My grampa told me that they had in the back special deep friers that were hotter than normal, and that way they could dip the ice cream in really quick and it wouldn't melt, only develop a crunch coating on the outside. And I believed him!
top belief!
i used to believe that broccoli were actually home to a whole civilization of teeny little people who lived in a whole complicated system of treehouses and walkways. i ate the broccoli, but not happily.
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When I was a little girl, my brother told me that the pieces of peel in orange marmalade were the chopped up remains of Fred and Freda - my dead goldfish! 20 years later I still won't eat orange marmalade...
I was always told by my grandfather that eating LOTS of Dried Apricots I would grow up to be big and strong. I ate 2 packets in 2 hours and vomited all over the kitchen floor, and my poor old grandfather had to clean up the mess while my grandma had a good old laugh.
Sense Mc Donalds was my favorite restraunt and the one I ate at most as a child, I often ordered the Chicken Nuggets. I was shocked to hear that at Burger King, they served somthing coalled Chicken Tenders. I was scared to try them because I didn't know what they were!
I used to believe that noodles that were dyed different colors such as green had been killed.
Remeber the old Pillsbury Dough Boy commercials? When I was small, my mother called my brothers and I into the kitchen to see the Pillsbury Dough Boy jump from the canister when she wacked it on the edge of the counter (like he did in the commercials...) We stood there, dumbfounded, because he didn't appear. It wasn't until my mother began laughing hysterically that I realized she was playing a joke on us.
i thought that "aromatic" duck was actually "asthmatic" duck.
poor thing...
I used to think that if I held the cold drink in my glass above the hot food on my plate, it would effectively cool down the food.
When my sister was little she somehow got confused about the old adage that eating carrots made your eyesite better - she thought it made her eyes "shiny". We just went along with it since she was very eager to finish her carrots if it was going to do that. For awhile she would always end a meal asking one of us if her eyes looked shiny.
When I was 8 or so, I misheard my aunt ordering dumplings at a Chinese restaurant. I thought she said "Duckings."
I wouldn't eat dumplings until I was 15, when one of my friends managed to convince me that they weren't actually made from baby ducks.
When I was young (I don't say "when I was a child," for the belief persisted until age 18), I believed that cauliflower was the same vegetable as broccoli, only it had been picked before it "turned green" (just as immature pumpkins are green, then turn orange upon ripening). When disabused of this notion -- in an embarrassing incident during freshman year (college) dining hall -- I realized that my parents had misled me in order to get me to eat my cauliflower, by associating it with a vegetable I already enjoyed.
THat Cheesecake was actually made of cheese. I was 18 when I found out it wasn't!
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When I was quite young my parents and grandparents would go mushroom hunting every spring. I always thought it was strange that my mother and grandmother only went mushroom hunting and not rabit or feasant hunting like my father an grandfather. I could not imagine my mother or grandmother shooting at anything. I thought it some sort of small animal you hunted and then later ate for dinner.
A friend of mine thought that some olives grew with red edible pits (pimentos).
I thought people resembled food. A woman who had blonde hair with roots showing was a yellow tootsie pop. I knew a guy who looked like a hot dog popping out of a bun. There was a family that all had flushed faces and high forheads and I thought they all looked like hams.
When I was about eight, my nine year old sister and I were sent to the store to buy some baloney for sandwiches. We returned after an hour's round trip walk, empty-handed, to tell our mom we could find balogna which looked like baloney but was spelled wrong.
In his younger years, my brother would not eat the cone part of an ice cream cone because he thought they were made of wood.
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