Ah the ignorance of youth...strange food beliefs as a child...
I couldn't help but chuckle reading about the Miracle Whip ire of some Serious Eaters. I didn't even know that there was such a thing as real mayo until I had lunch over a friend's house in grade school, and the idea of trying it at home brought forth horror from my mother who to her dying day regarded mayo as fattening or somehow 'wrong.'
I also didn't know until like, college, that people made cakes and cookies from scratch. was allowed to do so from mixes, but only with great reservations from my sweet-fearing mom.My mother also hated to cook so much she would pour the entire pancake mix in one pan and serve me a monsterous, eggy cake--I still remember the first time I at McDonald's cakes and sausage, how small and light they were--it was a revelation. Ditto with pancakes & waffles from scratch.
I thought bagels with yucky until high school, mainly because I couldn't chew them with baby teeth.
I didn't know fried clams were well, clams. I thought they were 'yummy bits of fried things.'
I didn't know what Mexican or Chinese food was (even the American take-out kind) until I was 10 or 11.
I had no concept of the price of food, that McDonald's was a 'cheaper' restaurant than say,Squire's Pub. Or that some of my friends from bigger families ate more meatloaf, mac n' cheese, and stuff like that as 'extender' food. Ah, how far I've come...