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For as long as I can remember I have not liked onions. Since my daddy did he would always try to sneak them into my food. One day, I was about five, he made chicken and fried potatoes for me and mom. When I asked him if there were onions in it he looked me dead in the eye and said "eat 'em, they'll put hair on your butt". For the next few years of my life I checked my backside every night before bed just in case I accidentally ingested a piece of onion. To this day I wont even touch them. I am 23.
I used to believe that if you ate too much escargots(snails)you will become very slow at things and the snot when you sneeze will become very slimey.
i use to beleive that horseraddish came from horses shoes
I went to a restaurant one time and was amazed to find that there was a thing called sweetbread. I honestly thought "Wow, there is sugar in bread!" , but it came to my disappointment when it was actually intestines from a cow, I believe. I blame the french for this.
When I was young my mother used to put hot sause in our mouths if we talked back. My sister thaught that if she put the hot sause in the frigde it wouldn't be "hot" anymore, she shortly found out that that thought was incorrect
that the chinese dish Hunan beef was really made from humans. To this day, I have never ordered it.
When i was little I didn't like to eat meat (still don't), so my mother told me that Oxtail soup was made with carrots, and I believed her. Years later, I confronted her about it, and she said that duiring that war they'd remove the meat from the soup and grate in carrots to give the texture. I pointed out that the war ended a long time ago, and she just said "I'm old and I get confused", never once admiting that it was a lie.
I used to believe that tapioca was frog/fish eyes.
My great-grandfather firmly believed, and had me convinced, that SPAM was mouse meat.
I used to believe that tapioca was made from boiled used kleenex.
i used to believe that the last bite of any banana wasn't good to eat. even as an adult i always threw the last bite away. someone asked me why and i confessed i had no idea why...i just had always thrown away the last bite. it wasn't until i was iun my late twenties that, while thumbing through the encyclopedia, i came across a diagram of a banana. it was split into its constituent parts...80% water, 15% something else and the last bite (5%) was ash. i realized this was the root of my belief since childhood. (even knowing this i still have a tough time eating that last bite)
I watched a show when I was little about sponges and how dirty they were. So I would never eat "sponge cake" and I still wont to this day!!!
I used to think Au Gratin Potatos were Hog Rotten Potatos. Still won't eat them!!!!
I used to believe that when people ate Ramen noodles, that the noodles would slowly turn into worms in the person's stomach. I was always terrified to eat them until my mom told me that the noodles were like the ones in chicken soup, and not made of worms at all. Now I practically live off of them. Oh the life of a student...
my sister used to tell me that peas were caterpillar eggs and when they were coming out of the shell, she used to say they were hatching. needless to say, i didnt eat peas until i was about 12.
i used to believe that hamburgers were made with BOOGERS, the sort in your nose and always refused to eat them.
My cousin and I told her little brother that toe jam was just like the kind you put on toast. We got into a lot of trouble when my mom and my aunt caught him eating it!
I never really liked red meat as a kid, and I remember the first time I tried lamb, it was covered in this red sauce and I thought it tasted really weird and didn't even look like "real" meat(because of the sauce), instead I had a very strong suspicion that it was infact human flesh. I ate it anyway.
one day when my brother was babysitting me i was watching the humane society program with all the dogs who need to be adopted. he then convinced me that if i drank doggy milk (ketchup and pepper and milk) the dogs would be saved
When I was younger, I thought that Broccoli came from moss on a rock. I learned that this wasn't true when I tried to eat the moss . . . For the record it doesn't taste anything like broccoli.