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When I was a kid I loved to eat onion rings, until I realized that they were made with onions.
When I was about 5 years old, I used to get the eggs out of the refrigerator, take one out of the box and sit on them or hide them in the back of the couch. I always wanted a baby chicken, but mum wasnt happy when she had to remove at least 10 runny eggs from the lounge.
Well...I used to think that Fish Sticks were made out of chicken, i guess the word "fish" never really crossed my mind.
I knew that beef came from cows and that chicken came from chickens. However, I was convinced that pork could be obtained by mixing beef and chicken together.
I used to think that you had to be french to really taste french fries.
I used to be believe that vanilla ice cream was the "healthy" flavor.
I used to believe that the pictures on cans or jars of food were what the contents were... dog food was made out of dogs (& not just any dog, the picture on the front was the picture of the dog that was in that can)
I could never figure out why there were so many dogs that looked exactly alike...
& don't even ASK what I thought about baby food!
I asked my mother where does ham come from. She replied "a pig". I though a pig came to the door and dropped off the ham.
I used to believe 'three bean salad' was an extremely small entree because it contained only three beans.
When I was really little (about 5) I asked my older sister (about 9) to make me a balogna sandwich with mayonaise. She did, and went back to watching TV. I asked her to cut it in half and she said, "You can't cut through mayonaise." '
I, for some reason, accepted this as the truth and never attempted to cut a sandwich made with mayonaise, until I was married and my husband asked me to make him a sandwich that had mayo on it, asked me to cut it and I told him, "You can't cut through mayonaise." He looked at me like I was crazy.
It was then that I realized how stupid I had been. I am now able to cut through mayonaise without fear.
One evening we were all chatting in the kitchen, eating low fat yoghurt.. Once finished, my younger sister -who must have been 6 at the time- stood on a chair and eagerly asked: "Do I look thinner now?"
When I was little, I heard my mother talking to my grandmother about recipes.My grandmother gave my mother a recipe for Shepherd's Pie, one that she got from her mother, my great grandmother.
Now, my great grandmother's last name was Shephard, so for years I thought that her family invented it! That was, after all, why it was named "Shephard's Pie."
Of course, when I found out other families had it too, I was a bit confused. How could they have our family recipe? All sorts of stories went through my head. My mind eventually settled on that my great grandmother had sold the recipe a long time ago, not realizing how popular it would be, and it became really famous. It wasn't spoken of in my family because they were probably bitter they could have become rich off it.
It wasn't until years later that I found out the truth of it being an old English dish, and most likely had nothing to do with my family.
I used to believe that nobody in the world ate artichokes except for my family. I was practically raised on the things, we'd have them for dinner a lot but I never heard about or saw my friends eating them, so I concluded that my family had discovered artichokes and nobody else knew about them.
When I was about 6 or so I told my dad that I didn't want to eat spare ribs anymore cause I didn't want to hurt pigs. My dad replied, "Don't worry, they are only his spare ribs, he's got another set." I believed this for longer than I care to admit...
That blue cheese was made by scraping mould off bathroom walls. My mother actually told me that.
I used to believe that when you were hungry, if you took too long to get something to eat, your stomach would start to digest itself. Because of this belief, it used to scare me when my stomach would start to growl, since I thought it was only a matter of time before my stomach started to "eat" itself.
When I was young, but old enough to make my own lunch, I thought that if I wanted something warm at lunchtime, all I had to do was heat it up in the morning; If I closed the container fast enough, it would still be warm at lunchtime. Unfortunately, it didn't take long for me to figure that wasn't quite how it worked.
I used to believe that spaghetti grew on trees, based on a pasta commercial from the 70s.
I used to believe that ketchup was used to make fries colder so they would be easier to eat.
I used to believe that all ice cream started out as vanilla...and then flavors were added in to make it chocolate or strawberry, etc. I thought the vanilla had no flavor at all. I could never understand why some people would actually ask for vanilla ice cream!