food: general

I used to think that Boysenberry pie was "Poisonberry pie". I didn't want to eat any until my mom told me what it really was. My sister then asked why it couldn't be called "Girlsenberry" instead of Boysenberry.

In order for my mom to get me to eat certain foods she would assighn them different names. She would call tomatoes cherry tomatoes and since i love fruit i would eat them. She also called fried egss bubble eggs. I think I was about 15 and we went to a resturant and someone asked me what kind of eggs i wanted and I said Bubble eggs please. I was totally emberassed when I found out that Bubble eggs were really fried eggs.

I can remember telling my dad that when i was "grown up" i could eat nuts, to me "grown up" was about 6years old, as i'd need my teeth to be strong and in my head, that was when that happened!
I tried one walnut and I hated it. :) i guess being grown up doesn't mean you automatically like nuts.

When I was four, one morning I got up and declared to my family that I was going to be a bird that day. I kept it up all morning, chirping and such. I think I avoided talking even. I hopped down the hill with Mom to pick up my older sister from school at lunchtime. Then came the BIG DEAL. My mother tried to feed me worms for lunch, which was actually spaghetti. I freaked out, threw the spaghetti on the floor and wailed for a long time. I couldn't eat spaghetti again until about grade three.

I was upset that Mrs. Butterworths did not actually speak. The first time I had Mrs Butterworths syrup my older sister told me that she wasn't speaking because she was dead. She couldn't breathe in the shopping bag from the grocery store and she suffocated on the way home. I cried for a long time at that one.

my brother onced complained to my mom while eating spaghetti:
"Mommy, the spaghetti left my fork without saying goodbye!"

lol!

The first time I met my Uncle from South Africa he started telling me all about their life in South Africa and he told me that they would often eat lions and zebras. I was really quite horrified, but figured as you could buy crocodile and Emu here in Australia that it was possible that in Africa they would eat Lions and Zebras.
He later told me he was making the whole thing up.
I was 20 at the time.

i used to believe that shredded wheat was harvested from niagara falls because of the picture on the box

My mom told me that when she was little, she was always excited to open the Pillsbury packets, hoind the doughboy would hop out.

when i was a kid i thought that a box of cereal was 130 calories. i couldnt measure the amount of food i was consuming so i told myself the box adjusted the calories with how ever much i took.

When I was young my dad once told me that turkeys were baby elephants that would then make a cocoon and come out as a 'real' elephant. He also said that that because people ate so many turkeys the number of elephants was dwindling. after that my mother could never get me to eat any kind of poultry.

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've always liked Quaker products... oh so yummy. But when I first moved to the U.S. they called it by another name. I wasn't sure how you pronounced it but I thought it sounded like 'Quacker' like a duck quacking. Until 5th grade I learned how to pronounce it.

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 believe…

for years, I thought that I invented the peanut butter and jelly sandwich.

I used to believe that Haggis grew on trees, cause my dad tied one to a branch in the garden