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My brother told me that the jelly in pork pies/tinned meat was made from cow spit. To this day I still gag when I think about eating the stuff.
my grandfather told me that soy sauce was bug juice.
I used to believe that the little brown squiggles you got in biscuits were actually flies. I think I was about 15 before I found out they were actually raisins.
I used to believe that the sausage in the hot dogs were actual dogs that were cooked then chopped into sausage shapes!
I used to think that the orange stuff inside of acorns was cheddar cheese. I tasted the inside of acorns a number of times before finally giving up and admitting to myself that it was, in fact, not cheese.
When I was about ten years old my brother told me that Kix cereal were actually spider eggs. I still can't eat Kix...
My mom used to tell my brother and I that the meat in the hamburgers at Chinese restaurants was dragon meat. To this day I am still leary of chinese food.
When I was (very) young, I believed that sausages were Pig poo. Yum.
My husband believed (up until I set him straight) that Creamsicles were disgusting, because there was sour cream in the middle.
When I was about 6 we had lychees/litchis, out of a tin because they were a bit of a novelty then. My father jokingly told me they were sheep's eyes, that the hole (where the pit was taken out) was where the coloured part of the eye had been scooped away. Although he dropped the story immediately, I just couldn't eat them, and to this day I can only eat fresh ones I've shelled myself, otherwise the image of an eye is too strong. And I am SO relieved to find that other people keep their induced phobias into adulthood, it makes me feel much less pathetic!
I can't eat hot dogs ever since my sister looked at the end of one & told me it looked like a cat's butt.
When my siblings and i were young and my mother made us breakfast, she always took the burnt toast, since none of us would eat it. I believed that she actually liked burnt toast until I was about ten-ish and burnt my own toast. When I buttered it and gave it to her, thinking I was sooo sweet, she was quite offended and I realized how wrong I was.
When I was a little girl, my dad told me when we were at a Greek restaurant that gyros was made from dog meat. I spat out the gyros in my mouth and ran to the bathroom to wash out my mouth. He had to send my mom in to convince me it was a joke.
When I was younger I used to think that cooked mushrooms were chopped up slugs. Now I realise that they merely taste like them.
I remember when my parents told me that McDonalds used nightcrawlers (worms) to make the meat they used for hamburgers. I believed it totally but for some reason it didn't stop me from eating their Big Mac's. I remember whenever I would bite into it, I would look and examine the meat in the hamburger I was eating.
Even though I was grossed out by the thought of ground up worms in my hamburger patty, I think the good taste prevailed.
As a child I was once very sick with "Scarlet" fever and for years thereafter I refused to eat Scarlet potatoes. It was only when I was a little older that I learned they were actually called "scalloped" potatoes!
My Dad had me totally convinced that Soy Sauce was bug juice and that Tapioca pudding was made with fish eyes...
My dad would always tell my brother and I that tapioca had glue balls in it, resulting in the two of us asking for pudding with glue balls when we would go to the babysitters or anywhere else.
When i was a kid, i used to believe that there were worms in my sphaghetti, after reading the book The Twits, by Roald Dahl
This is actually one of my mother's: her mother (my grandmother) convinced her that if she ate lots of cheese and chicken gizzards that she would have larger breasts. My mom tried to convince me of this when I was younger, but even that wouldn't make me eat chicken gizzards,