To get a new identity and face and move to a new country?

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Just that, really.

I went for a brunch with some Mums from my oldest's new class. I chose pancakes, a safe choice. Or so I thought.

They came with a cute little meringuy decoration on top. I started with that. I cut it in 2, put it my mouth and realised that it was butter. I looked up and made eye contact with one of the Mums. She looked slightly horrified. I had no choice but swallow.

I hesitated between eating the other half like a boss while maintaining eye contact and praying that things don't start to slide down or up before the end of th e brunch or using the butter as mother nature had intended. I chose the latter (and still prayed)

The Mums are nice enough but they don't look like they would mix butter with meringue. I don't get out often.

I have no choice do I? We need to pack up and start a new life elsewhere?

You are amazing (and definitely top dog now) and I love you. I really hope the other mum is going to pop up on this thread.

Also cracking up at the wearing of the baby's hat and snorting fake tan

oh the horror, just enjoy however you prefer, food is food,

I did this! Are the “cheese” I mean. I would say I wonder if we were at lunch together but I didn’t even style it out, just went “bleurgh, I thought that butter was cheese!”

If it helps, I once ate a log of fancy butter that came in our Christmas hamper thinking it was cheese, I did slice it (thickly) and pop it on an oatcake to be fair.

Can you not buy packets of 6 or 8 pancakes to heat up in the toaster in the supermarket in England?😱

OP you would def be my butter boss friend

You need police protection.

I thought it was a tiny bread roll - everything was tiny and small plate as it was fancy 😂 (well fancy until I arrived!)

My friend at a party thought a bowl of hummus was a bowl of nuts. Must have been a trick of the light. I watched gobsmacked as she dunked her hand into the bowl and scooped some out. She was talking to a couple she’d just met and the conversation just stopped as everyone stared at her hummus covered hand. I was in stitches 😂

At a family wedding when I was about six or seven I ate a handful of black grapes from a bowl on the buffet table. They were not grapes and I'd never had olives before.

My mother calmed me down eventually, but I didn't eat another olive for about twenty years 😁

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Why did you need calming down?

I poured spicy sauce over my dinner once when we were abroad. Was confused that it wasn't spicy and thought I must have a good threshold for spice.

It was hand-wash. I poured hand-wash over my dinner and then ate it.

Because I was a small child who was expecting the taste of a familar sweet food, and instead got black olives which tasted totally different and comparatively foul - I'm surprised you had to ask? I was horrified (and since I'd been taught proper manners, I had to chew and swallow the lot rather than spit them out).

I'm sure there's a big contingent here who were routinely feeding their darling offspring olives as soon as they could chew, but they were very few and far between in 1978.

@sadeyedladyofthelowlandsea
Shaking with silent laughter trying not to wake my husband… thank you for sharing this

I bet you're fun at parties

Princess Honeysuckle

I would never expect butter with pancakes .

In Yorkshire in the 80's we would eat buttered bread with sugar on.

A few years ago I was at a playgroup with dd. It was song time and one of the staff goes "we are going to sing a song about a rabbit with floppy ears and curly whiskers. Does anyone know which rabbit it is?" And I shouted out with glee "it's Peter rabbit" I remember her trying not to laugh as she said "well done" to me. That night I realised she was asking the kids.

This just reminded me of the time my friend popped a few “pistachios” in her mouth at a dinner party… they were from the waste bowl for olive stones

Well done for styling it out, OP. I'm sure I wouldn't have managed that (but then, I don't get out much...)

Hope your mum-acquaintances become your good friends.

And cheers for starting this thread and attracting some funny anecdotes. I particularly liked the poster who hasn't been back to Hackney for 1000 years since getting trollied in an Indian restaurant there. Bit perturbed by the poster who mistook urinals for drinking fountains, though!

I like the cut of your jib, @Lammveg . Butter Big Bollocks! I love it !

I was 19 when the big boss took our department for a celebratory lunch at a fancy restaurant. He ordered rainbow trout which I had never eaten - or seen for that matter - and I bravely (stupidly?) ordered the same. I was shocked when my plate arrived with the whole fish on it - head, tail, fins. I dreaded eating it but decided to get it over with as quickly as possible and decided to start with the fin. I was chewing away on this tough, spiky thing when I noticed big boss moving the skin off his fish to get to the flesh. Fortunately if anybody noticed me eating the fin they were kind enough to point it out!!

Indeed, like being served with bacon then everything covered in icing sugar! This was in Denver and the Americans I was with were amazed when I took the bacon off the stack of pancakes and blew the icing sugar off before eating it on its own. They, on the other hand, drowned the pancakes and bacon with maple syrup!

Loving this thread.

I think I was maybe 8 when we went out to dinner while on holiday and it was buffet style and I got up to get what I thought was ice cream and put it in a small dish and came back to the table.

It was BUTTER!

I am surprised so many people seemed to have eaten butter thinking it was something else (you'd think we should be able to spot butter by now. I think humans rule the world just because cats don't have opposable thumbs really, it is pure luck).

If you become what you eat, it seems like a big part of the population is accidentaly 7% butter.

I thought the same! Obviously got lost on the way to Reddit

I once bought a takeaway aperol spritz from an Italian cafe to enjoy on a lovely solo walk on my birthday. I plucked a straw out of the container on the counter and stuck it in the drink, sat outside and sipped... I'd grabbed one of their bamboo fragrance sticks from its oil pot 🤮 impossible to drink through and my mouth tasted like perfume all day

You obviously don't have enough experience of life to be able to understand a lighthearted post!

Lol don't worry! Everyone has 'oops that was awkward' moments 🤣