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When I was very small I used to believe that coloured things tasted like they looked. If something was yellow, it was lemon-flavoured, if it was purple, it was grape flavoured, etc. I was always trying out the "flavours" of things and was obviously very disappointed in most of them. Wrapping paper was the biggest disappointment, as it looked so yummy in all those bright colours!
I used to think you had to be in a special club to get a Club Sandwich.
I used to believe that when I drew on the placemats at restaurants they would keep them and hang them up in their kitchens.
I was crushed when I saw a waitress crumple my beautiful drawing up and throw it away as i was leaving....
When I was yonger I always thought fried eggs had black speckles. It wasn"t until much later that I realised my Mom put salt & pepper on the eggs as she was cooking!
I'm not sure what age I was, somewhere between 6 to 8, & was watching telly and got an incredible shock to see bananas been picked of trees. I had somehow got it into my head that bananas were made of milk and the banana skin was the packaging!
I remember keeping an egg (from the carton) in my bed for like a week because I thought it would hatch if I kept it warm. Not sure how I didn't break it.
When I was young, I would stay the night with my grandmother and she would make biscuits or toast for breakfast. If she happened to burn it, she would tell us that, "Burnt bread makes you beautiful." I know she said this just so she wouldn't have to make more, but we all believed her, and to this day, I prefer burnt bread.
I thought that the pimiento inside a cocktail olive actually grew in there naturally, like a pit or a seed. I didn't know that it was a piece of a pepper that was stuffed in there in a factory. I knew that it was possible to buy olives with no pimientos, but I figured the pimientos had just been removed because some people like them and others don't.
My favourite olives today are the ones that grow with a clove of garlic in the middle. ;)
i thought the chunks in blue cheese dressing were bunny turds because we had a rabbit and my mom told me so
When i was in preschool they served overcooked broccoli (almost yellow in color...ew) and after that I was convinced Cauliflower was just broccoli that got cooked too long and eventually turned white
I used to believe that when restaurants said "free delivery," it meant that if you had the food delivered, it would be completely free.
When she was little my niece couldn't pronounce "brocolli" - she used to say blockery - so she called it trees. Now she is 14 and we recently went to a restaurant for her birthday. She was very tired as we had been out all day. When the waitress asked if she wanted vegetables she wearily said "have you got any trees?" The poor girl didn't know why we all fell about laughing but then the waitress said "green or white?" (brocolli or cauliflower) My niece was chuffed and asked for both!
When I was little I thought that pancakes were made out of penguins.
I used to think ketchup was specially made to cool down your food. One day i somehow figured that it was actually to add flavour- i was around 5- and i proudly told everyone thinking i had made a fantastic discovery and no-one knew that before!
My dad told me SPAM was made of Squirrel, Possum, and Mice YUM YUM
When I was really young I wondered why so many crumbs fell on my plate when I ate...
I came to conclude that thier were tiny holes in my chin.
._. That was wierd....
When you ordered small fries they were just shorter
I used to think that grilled cheese sandwiches were girl cheese sandwiches and so one day in a restraunt my mom ordered a "girl" cheese sandwich for me and i yelled"no i want a Boy cheese sandwich!"
I used to think that a rare steak meant that it was hard to find. I thought there was common steak, medium rare, and really rare.
I used to belive that to make icecream you had to feed a snowman whatever flavour you liked, murder it and scoop out its insides.
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