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When I was a kid, I loved to eat Babybels. My older brother loved them too, so to keep me from eating them he told me they were made from frog bellies.
This turned out to be a mistake on his part. To me, the idea of eating frogs sounded really cool and exotic. So instead of not eating Babybels at all, I started eating more, with only a few left for him.
I was kinda disappointed to find out they were cheese...
When I was a kid my dad told me that soy sauce was Japanese people's blood. He doesn't even remember telling me that, but I believed him for quite a while and still think about that whenever I eat soy sauce.
I used to beleive that corn was pigs teeth. And when it was corn on the cob, I thought it was the jaw.
When my dad would talk about eating "C-rats" (rations) in Vietnam, I thought he meant "sea rats," and pictured him eating some kind of slimy, amphibious rodent that came in a can. I even argued this point with my teacher.
When i was little, I thought roast beef was made of dog lips. Then I actually tried roast beef a bunch of years later and it tasted like amazingness.
When was a kidd there was this one episode of a tv show where these characters were touring a cornflake factory. At one point the tour guide said they would learn about how much blood, sweat and tears went into cornflakes. Of course, being a kid I thought those were actual ingredients in the cornflakes and wondered who would want to eat that?
I used to believe that tofu was actually called "toe food" and that it was made out of toe-jam.
When I was about seven, my best friend told me she found a long white worm in spam, canned meat.I am 44 tears old and still won't eat spam!!!!!!!!
When I was younger, my older brother told me that black eyed peas were dead people's eyes. I was completely disgusted as I watched my family eat them for dinner. This story affected me so much, that I couldn't bring myself to eat black eyed peas until I was in high school.
When I was little my dad told me the filling inside of ravioli was cow poop. I was 5, now I'm 25 and though I learned it was a lie by 10 I still can't eat ravioli. My dad loved to lie to me about the strangest things.
When I was little my parents took me to the circus. They bought me some cotton candy and told me it was clown hair. I refused to eat cotton candy for the longest time!
I used to believe that kidney beans were real kidneys from small animals! I couldn´t understand why so many people would eat them with such pleasure!
One day I went to a party and burst out crying when we were given chilli con carne with rice to eat.
I´m a vegetarian now but I still can´t eat them.
One time, my dad said that he ate a wrap, as in the kind of sandwich, but my sister thought he said he ate a rat!
I used to believe that expired milk came from expired cows.
When I was a lot younger (maybe 5 years old) I learnt at school how bees made honey and upon telling my stepdad how bees made honey he explained to me that a lot of foods were made in a similar way. He said, "Well, duh! Bees love honey! And you know peanut butter right? Well you know how you feed peanuts to elephants at the zoo? That's so that the zoo can make peanut butter when the elephant throws it up!" I took that story to school and got laughed at by teacher.
I told my cousin who at the time was 6 that hot dogs were made out of wiener dogs (dachshunds). My Aunt told me a couple of years ago that my cousin wouldn’t eat hot dogs for the next three years. I was horrible. Sorry Cousin…forgive me?
I used to believe that Steak was actually alligator meat.
Since pistachios look vaguely like they could be shriveled up and discolored peanuts, I got the idea, from their name, as a child, that "achios" was another name for peanuts, and that pistachios were peanuts that had gotten shriveled and discolored from someone peeing on them! I wondered how anyone could possibly want to eat peanuts that had been peed on. Not surprisingly it was numerous years before I ever ventured to taste pistachios. When I did I found them to be in a category like anchovies, namely foods with a taste that one can be curiously drawn to even though one wouldn't exactly call it delicious. I'm sure that if I had dared taste them as a child, my thought that they were pissed-on peanuts would have seemed to be affirmed!
I believed that the only way I would get big boobs when I grew up was if I ate all of my vegetables at dinner. That is the lie that my parents told me......
I don't like mustard, and once when I was around 5 went to Mcdonalds with my grandma and there was mustard on my cheeseburger. I freaked out and said I wouldn't eat it...until she told me it was yellow ketchup. I believe it was yellow ketchup until I was about 11 and I realized yellow ketchup didn't exist.