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I used to think there were American restaurants in China where Chinese went and asked for forks to try them, just like people try chopsticks in Chinese restaurants.
When I was young, I hated salmon with a passion. So every time mum cooked it, she told me it was scottish chicken that our cousins had given us. I found out the truth 3 years later!
To get me to eat my food my mom assiged qualities to each food. Spinach - made you strong like Popeye. Carrots - made you see good in the dark. Peas - made you hear good.
I used to believe that Bleu Cheese made you strong, because my dad mentioned something about its strong flavor. I believed this for far too long.
To get me to eat Brussel Sprouts, my mum told me that they were mini cabbages. I've not eaten another sprout since I sussed it out.
When I was a kid I'd always hated Kool Whip, so it was no trick for a friend to convince me that Kool Whip was made from whipped beef fat. Imagine my embarassment when years later I was telling my in laws about why I wouldn't eat it and even went so far as to get a tub out of the fridge to read the ingredients, which of course included absolutely no beef fat.
During the war my granny lived in an evacuated childrens home in the middle of a forest, since there was nothing but trees she used to think that bread rolls grew on trees.
Mum used to eat Special K. The advert said 'for people who don't want to grow any more' I was 8 and thought that cos I eat it I wouldn't get any taller.
When i was 10 my bro told me that if i ate one banana i would become a monkey and two i would become a gurrilla.
i actually got up in the night and went to the mirror to check.
When I was little I never understood why strawberries were so sweet. One of my parents informed me that people injected them with sugar and that's why they were so sweet. It was years before I realized they had been pulling my leg.
At 8, my parents told me spagetti grew from the ground. A very believable explanation backed up by the crop of spagetti they grew in the back garden for me. I would come home everyday to inspect it until it got too tall and floppy to grow straight up. We then picked it, dried it and ate it for dinner.
mum used to tell us we were having "snakes pie" for dinner. Of course this was really steak & kidney pie, which we wouldn't eat because we didn't want to eat kidneys! So I actually thought "snakes pie" was really made of snakes, until I found out we don't even have snakes in New Zealand!
My parents had me convinced when I was a child that the cuts of meat we ate for dinner were from dinosaurs. it was the only way they could get me to try anything new.
When I was little my father always told me if I was to eat anything green it would turn my cheeks green... I recently found out the reason he told me this ... SO I wouldn't eat it and mom wouldn't cook it just for herself (selfish man) Just b/c he didn't like it. lol ... I never aquired a taste for "green" foods and rarely eat them now.
Once during dinner when I was about 6, I kept slurping my soup really loudly, and my mom got really irritated about this so she told me that "If you keep slurping your soup like that you'll go deaf." I taught myself to eat my soup in a very quiet manner and believed that until I was 10.
When I was little I used to think that if you ate something to much you would turn into it.(I still believe carrots will turn you orange in the long run)
I believed that Victoria Sponge cakes were names after someone called Victoria Sponge. I wondered what she had done to have a cake named after her.
that the large, cylindrical chunks of meat in kebab shop windows was made from an elephant's leg (I guessed after the outer part had been removed to make one of those creepy elephant leg umbrella holders).
As a child I used to believe that the cone from a 99' ice-cream wasn't edible, but was just a container for the ice-cream. How I cried one day about all those discarded cones when I saw another child actually eating one.
When I was very young, my parents started teaching me to share.
When it was meal time, one of them would always ask "Would you share a bit of your food with me"?
I would happily share a bite, and they would say
"That was the best bite"!
That made me so angry, because I thought they literally meant, that I gave them the best bite of food off of my plate! If it was my food, I wanted the best bite!
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