When I was a kid, Mom would occasionally surprise me and my siblings by sprinkling fun stuff, instead of just plain sugar, on our cereal. I remember strawberry jello powder, cinnamon, and cookie sprinkles… So one day I decide to treat myself, but having no clue what came out of which jar, I just started grabbing random spice containers and sampling them all. I tried nutmeg, cloves, cinnamon, and alum, at which point I decided I’d let Mom do the surprising from now on.
I was not a kid when I scooped canned dog food into the puppy’s bowl. I was an adult, and a pregnant one with an overactive gag reflex at that. So I don’t know what I was thinking when I finished feeding the dog and stuck the spoon into my mouth.
Well, maybe this one sound old. It happened to my mum on a trip to Texas. There was this buffet and she asked about these round deep fried chunks of meat. The waiter or whoever told her that they were Rocky Mountain Oysters. Now my mother is not an English speaker, but she does know some, so she heard oyster and started muching away! Later on, somebody said WOW, you really dig those Rocky Mountain Oysters, huh? To which she responded that she liked them, but they weren’t really “seafoody”. Proper explanations about what they are followed (to those whoe don’t know, they are deep fried bull testicles). We were expecting a huge BAARF, but it turned out she liked them even better and kept on eating. Thankfully, she did not try to make them at home. ASIDE: I do like them nowadays though, but I was 10 at the time.
Just as there is powder you mix with milk to make instant chocolate milk, there was a strawberry equivalent when I was a kid. Nestle’s Strawberry Quik I believe.
Enter me, 12 yrs old. Big glass of foamy creamy fresh mixed Strawbewrry Quik on the kitchen counter. Got about half of it down before I realized it was pink dishwashing detergent. Pink, frothy, creamy indeed.
Ironically, I was spouting rude words after I had washed my mouth out with soap.
My uncle, six years old. Not reading yet, but imagne his good fortune to discover enormous cache of free CHOCOLATE discarded behind the town’s drug store.
Oh, dear gawd. My cousin Mitch got into the ex-lax when he was about three, and ended up having to get his stomach pumped. Mitch is now well into his mid-forties, but he was so traumatized by the experience that he has not eaten a piece of candy since. Let that sink in, people - the man has gone 42 YEARS without candy.
I was a kid ad i went to a resturaunt with my friend and her mom . I said i would just share with my friend and we had the same taste so i went to the bathroom while she ordered.when i came back a substance on or plate looked just like chicken nuggets so i popped a whole one in my mouth. only to find a chewy nasty crap tasting piece of ALLIGATOR TAIL!
I just remembered another one . I was a little kid eating homemade fried chicken and a little off of my plate was a crunchy looking brown thing, So i tjought this was just a piece of the fried crunchy stuff on the outside of the chicken so i fick it upand pop it into my mouth . only to realize that this is a broken piece of CAT FOOD that wormed its way onto my plate . to this day i dont know how.
I am glad to say I ill eat darn near anything and I have never unintentionally tried something on-edible. I did once taste some play-dough like homemadeclay, though.
This was in college: I have a Chinese brother (don’t ask) and he had once upon a time he had made us congee with thousand-year-old egg in it. Perfectly fine in small pieces floating around in liquified rice, right? So eating a whole one would be just as good, right?
WRONG! The sensation was the same size, shape, and texture popping a piece of horse crap in to your mouth.
I was maybe 10 when I asked (yes, I actually ASKED) my dad if I could have a drink of his orange juice. Having been given permission, I took a nice deep swig of it.
It was only after spitting it out that I saw the bottle of scotch on the counter.
Lets see…did you know that homemade whipped cream can be made without sugar? No idea why my mom was doing that (maybe the sugar gets added last?), but she shoulda warned me.
My last incident was less than a year ago (i.e. as an adult). I figured that uni (sea urchin roe sushi) was regarded as a delicacy, and couldn’t be THAT bad, even if I didn’t rate it as highly as the sushi connoisseurs. I was wrong. I’m glad that I had gotten it as take-out, 'cause there was no way for me to be tactful when I spit it out.
Oh i have a new one , summer its hot (duh) and i look in the fridge and see a class bottle the first word i read on it is LEMONADE so i open it and take a huge swig , spit , and reread the bottle, HARD LEMONADE.
And once in a restuaunt with my mom she orders a long island ice tea , now i used to LOVE iced tea so i take a big sip and frankly it doesnt taste the same to a little kid as real iced tea.