When I was about 5 years old I asked my mother “Where do pickles come from?” She replied “from the bottom of the sea”. So, I kept eating pickles my whole life thinking they came from the bottom of the sea.
Cue forward to my 3rd year in university attending a friend’s wedding shower. I met a girl who told me she worked in a pickle factory. Imagine my astonishment when I hear this as I STILL thought pickles came from the bottom of the sea. I lightly challenged her as we all lived in a land-locked state. Everyone in the room suddely became quiet and I got a little nervous. I bravely said “You must be kidding… a pickle factory… why, everyone knows pickles come from the bottom of the sea”.