I used to believe that "unsavory" meant "sweet".
I used to think the gemstone opal was like opal fruits and wanted to eat one.
I thought that a "sugar daddy" was a father who let his kids eat all the sugar they wanted.
I used to think black forest gateau really would be that colour, like blackberries, blackcurrants or black chocolate.
There were these candies that said "Believe" on them, and I thought that they'd make you believe everything you heard or read for as long as you sucked them.
I thought you could get toffee from mixing tea and coffee.
When my (twin) sister and I were like 5, we went to a day camp where they had us make cookies out of playdough and put them in the oven. While we were eating snack they’d switch them for matching real cookies and bam - magic! My sister really wanted to try this at home so Mom entrusted me with the secret of the magic playdough cookies. I got to help her make the real cookies and pull off the switcheroo, and I considered it of the utmost importance that my sister never find out the secret. Well a few years passed and she still believed it - she was reminiscing and I couldn’t stand taking part in this insidious lie anymore. I took her aside and broke the news. She was furious.
(This one isn't even from childhood, I was about 17 for this...) There's a doughnut shop I go to which sells "sour cream doughnuts" - that is, doughnuts with a little sour cream added to the batter to make it thicker. But apparently no one ever explained this to me; because at some point, after years of frequenting that doughnut shop, I had roughly this conversation with my mom:
ME: Oh no - I think they put sour cream doughnut holes in with the rest of ours!
MOM: So just don't eat them.
ME: But...they're all in the same box. Won't the sour cream rub off on the others?
That's right - I'd been seeing those doughnuts in the display case and assuming that the standard white sugar glaze on them was, in fact, a light coating of sour cream. For years. I never questioned the idea that people would actually want to eat something like that - I've always been a picky eater, so I just assumed it was one of those food things I didn't "get".
When I was a little girl, I used to believe a snake was born in my belly if I eaten sugar. I was scared ans I didn't want to eat sugar until I was 12 years old.
I thought that if you ate too much blueberries, you would blow up and turn into a blueberry, like in Charlie and the Chocolate Factory
I thought Tic-Tacs were medicine until I was 11 years old.
When Me And My Sister Were Little We Believe That Kodile Bars Were Potsion.
But When We Tired Them They we Good.
I thought peppermints were made with peppers.
i used to belive that the cotton and the cotton candy were the same things and for this reason i ate both.
I've never had Toffifay (also called Toffifee) candy. This is because, when I was little, its commercial jingle was "Toffifay: it's too good for kids!' So I thought I wasn't allowed to buy it... and never did.
My grandma told me that the filling inside of fig rolls was mashed up flies! I wouldn't eat them anymore after that.
I remember watching Mutual of Omaha's Wild Kingdom as a kid, probably about 6 or 7 years old, and they said that the elephants were making people unhappy by destroying "mangroves". I had no idea what those were, so I thought they were saying "Meringue Groves", and therefore I thought that somehow meringue was harvested from African trees that elephants liked to eat.
My sister convinced me that tapioca was made with fish eyeballs.
I used to think when I was very very little that when you ordered cakes with your breakfast at diners that they'd bring you a slice of cake from that glass case in the front instead of pancakes.
I used to believe that i couldn't swallow bubble gum because it would stick to my stomach