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I used to believe God had such a hard job putting the core of fruits inside and then sewing them so perfectly you wouldn't know.
I used to believe that you HAD to eat ice cream after a meal. My dad used to say that as it melted it filled the cracks between the food already in your tummy - so that you wouldn't creak as you walked!
Whenever my mom would take me to a fast food joint, I'd always want her to order me large, or extra large fries if they had them, because I believed I got longer fries if I got a larger size. I even complained once that 'these aren't large fries' because they were too short.
I thought rice was just another way to prepare a potato, like mashed or fries.
when i was a kid i thought the word spaghetti was pronounced 'pasghetti' and i would get really mad when people laughed at me for getting it wrong, i completely thought i was saying it right!
Because "scone" sounds so much like "cone," I always imagined it as a cone, with ice cream in it, served sideways on a plate. Blueberry scones were blueberry ice creams turned on their sides, raspberry scones were raspberry ice cream. I figured I'd rather eat my ice cream upright so I stayed away from scones and didn't find out what they really were until I was 19.
When I was little, I remember eating a type of after-dinner mint that had the name "hospitality mint" printed on the wrapper. I thought that the word "hospitality" meant "hospital" and so I was nervous about eating the mints because I thought they had medicine in them!
My sister used to believe that bell peppers grew 'stuffed' with a rice/meat mixture, since when we saw them they were served baked and stuffed that way. When my Mother grew her own bell peppers, my sister came in with one she had picked and opened, and asked, "Mom, where's the stuffing that's supposed to be inside?"
Before I could read, I used to believe Pringles were called 'Man Chips' because of the cartoon male face that was on the logo.
When I was little, I asked my dad how the holes got in Swiss cheese. He said that people hung up the slices in trees and shot them with bullets from a shotgun.
i believed, coming from my grandfather on my mother's side, that veal was not to be eaten because it was mermaid meat. i learned that this wasn't true, of course, but i was shocked to learn, at 15 yrs old, that my grandfather believed this with all his heart... even to the day he died.
My uncle used to warn me about eating strawberries straight from the vine because he said that they were covered with snake spit.
I always wondered why snakes didn't have anything else better to do than go around licking every strawberry in sight. It didn't stop me from eating them, though.
I used to believe that mayonaise was for women and mustard was for men. That's how everyone in my family preferred their sandwiches to be made. I was afraid to try mustard for fear of getting in trouble for crossing over!
I used to believe that broccoli was little trees that were shrunken so you could eat them, and that if you planted them they would grow back to their normal size
I used to believe that if I got tomato sauce on my face, my blood would turn a different color. It definitely got me to eat spaghetti very carefully!
When I was little my dad told me that grasshopper cookies were really made of grasshoppers so I would NEVER touch his cookies.
That the phrase "two peas in a pod" ment that when you became "best friends" with someone you were incased in a giant pea
My sister told me the ductwork in a restaurant was a big vacuum tube that would clean the uneaten food off my plate. My mom was pretty irritated when she found out why I wasn't cleaning my plate. I really wanted to see that vacuum tube come down!
I used to believe that Marshmallows grew in nature.
When I was little, my grandma got me to eat my vegetables by telling me that they were dinosaur food. Naturally, I proceeed to eat tiny broccoli trees, lettuce leaves, carrot logs, and celery branches. Unfortunaely, I did not know that "dinosaur food" only applied to what was on my plate. I later went out and sampled the leaves off the trees in my yard.
They tasted pretty gross, so I went back to only the food that was put on my plate.
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