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I thought rice was just another way to prepare a potato, like mashed or fries.
when i was a kid i thought the word spaghetti was pronounced 'pasghetti' and i would get really mad when people laughed at me for getting it wrong, i completely thought i was saying it right!
Because "scone" sounds so much like "cone," I always imagined it as a cone, with ice cream in it, served sideways on a plate. Blueberry scones were blueberry ice creams turned on their sides, raspberry scones were raspberry ice cream. I figured I'd rather eat my ice cream upright so I stayed away from scones and didn't find out what they really were until I was 19.
When I was little, I remember eating a type of after-dinner mint that had the name "hospitality mint" printed on the wrapper. I thought that the word "hospitality" meant "hospital" and so I was nervous about eating the mints because I thought they had medicine in them!
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?"
When I was small I thought Shepherd's Pie was made out of dead shepherds! I cried in a restaurant when I was forced to finish my meal!
i believed, coming from my grandfather on my mother's side, that veal was not to be eaten because it was mermaid meat. i learned that this wasn't true, of course, but i was shocked to learn, at 15 yrs old, that my grandfather believed this with all his heart... even to the day he died.
My uncle used to warn me about eating strawberries straight from the vine because he said that they were covered with snake spit.
I always wondered why snakes didn't have anything else better to do than go around licking every strawberry in sight. It didn't stop me from eating them, though.
I used to believe that if I got tomato sauce on my face, my blood would turn a different color. It definitely got me to eat spaghetti very carefully!
When I was little my dad told me that grasshopper cookies were really made of grasshoppers so I would NEVER touch his cookies.
My sister told me the ductwork in a restaurant was a big vacuum tube that would clean the uneaten food off my plate. My mom was pretty irritated when she found out why I wasn't cleaning my plate. I really wanted to see that vacuum tube come down!
I used to believe that Marshmallows grew in nature.
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.
My mom ran a daycare in our home for most of my childhood. She had Flintstone vitamins for some of the kids, but she wouldn't let me have any. Not knowing what they were for, I asked her one day. For whatever reason, she told me they were to make you hungry so you would eat all of your meals and since I already did that, even if she gave me some (which she did), they wouldn't do anything.
I believed this well into high school.
When I was small my uncle told me that bananas grew completely straight, and people had to bend them before they arrived in the shops. He also made me believe that if I ate watermelon seeds, a watermelon will grow in my stomach.
Before I could read, I used to believe Pringles were called 'Man Chips' because of the cartoon male face that was on the logo.
For some reason I used to think that Spam (canned meat) was manure in a tin. I became very confused when someone told me that they had eaten Spam and hated the taste of it, because I couldn't think of any reason why they would be eating manure.
My mom put a warm soda in the freezer for me to get it cold quick. My sister told me to watch out because if you left it in too long it would explode. I ran for my life out of the house, thinking that the can would explode and kill us all.
I used to beleave that beef jerkey was cow-scabs.
When I was little, I asked my dad how the holes got in Swiss cheese. He said that people hung up the slices in trees and shot them with bullets from a shotgun.