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My mom told me that frozen bananas are poisonous. I believed this until I was 25.
My mom would get me to eat mushrooms by telling me they would make my boobbies grow really big!
Well 26 years later and I'm still eating lots of mushrooms, but I think she meant to say they would make my thighs grow instead.
When I was 5, I thought that if I ate that cheesy dressing stuff my head would turn into a cheese like the guy in the commercials.....
i always got told that if you ate too many carrots your whole body would turn orange .then i was told that carrots improved your eyesight.so i ate a bunch of carrots and waited for my skin to change colors.
I usedto believe that my veggies had feelings. If I left a couple of peas in my plate I felt guilty because they needed to be with their "family", so I ate every last one up. It was a great way to get me to clean my plate!
i loved chicken livers when i was little.But i called them chicken buzzards, one day i said mom fix me some chicken buzzards!
When I was 3, I was told by my much older neighbor friends that the red pistachios they were eating were medicine and that little kids can't eat them or they would die.
Why do/did they dye the pistachios red in the first place?
When I was about 3, my Dad convinced me I didn't like Peanut Butter & Jelly sandwiches...only Jelly & Peanut Butter. So, when my mom would make me a PB&J I would cry until she made me a J&PB instead. Of course, she just went into the kitchen and flipped it over!
Thanks to the imagination of my mom & dad, I used to believe that eating green beans would put hair on your chest; that if you sat too close to the fan your face would become paralyzed; that if you sat too close to the TV you would go blind and that if you walked on your tippy toes you would be prescribed cement shoes to wear so that you would stop!
My mom used to make grilled cheese sandwiches with Velveeta, and when I was young, there was a girl on the Velveeta box. For many years I thought they were "girl cheese sandwiches".
When McDonalds began selling McFlurries I thought they were named after Calgary Flames player Theron Fleury, and I wondered what they were called in other cities.
When I was about 5 years old I one day asked my mother where my father and grandfather had gone to. She said they were out getting mushrooms. I thought OH BOY..WHAT FUN! a mushy room to jump around and play in. How disappointed I was when they returned home with a large bag of these yellow plants (morel mushrooms).
top belief!
I remember in pre-school announcing that I knew where jelly came from. I said Jelly-fish. The teacher kindly corrected me.
When I was young I formulated that because medicine tasted gross, that delicious foods were obviously bad for you. At my 9th birthday I refused to eat any cake so that I wouldn't be made too sick to go to Chuckiee Cheeze's.
I used to talk to my Mrs. Butterworth's syrup bottle at every breakfast and wondered why she wouldn't talk back to me like it did on TV.
I used to believe that if you held a buttercup flower under the chin of someone, and you could see a yellow reflection on the skin, that meant the person really liked butter.
I used to believe that whenever I ate something, the food would just stack up in my stomach in neat little stacks until it was ready to come out. When my science teacher explained about the digestive system, I told her my stomach was different and that I didn't have a digestive system. I had a food stacker system.
I always used to wonder what the heck hush puppies were. I knew what fish and shrimp were but couldn't figure out what the heck hush puppies looked like before they were cooked. I asked my dad what hush puppies were and he told me they were little blobs that walked on the floor of the ocean going *hush hush hush hush*. I believed that for a long time.
my dad used to tell us that popping sound you hear when you fry an egg was really baby chicks screaming for their lives.
Im not to fond of eggs.....
When I was a little kid I believed that if I ate enough chicken wings I would be able to fly! Mom was just happy I was eating the wings instead of the "better" pieces.
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