Things you assumed were normal

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DH bought some weetabix to have for breakfast a few days ago and I was amazed to see him preparing it by just pouring cold milk on and then eating it like that! I can't eat weetabix now but when I was little my mum would pour the milk on, then microwave it, then mash the biscuits in to create something similar to porridge. I assumed at the time that this was the only way to eat weetabix but my husband was appalled at the very idea and after a quick google it does seem like I'm very much in the minority. So it got me thinking, what are some things that you thought were normal, but then you realised that you/your family were the only one(s) doing it like that?

I haven't eaten weetabix for a long while now but I am a bit like your DH very cold milk poured around the edge of them ( rather than over them ) or if I am feeling under the weather and cant stomach a meal I would have them hot like you but with lots of milk and in a cup so I could drink it and always burn my tongue

I have always liked bovril on toast, with lots of butter. I found it extraordinary that some people drink it hot like tea. Yuk!

DH and I are the same with Weetabix, I like it hot and mushed up, That's how I was brought up to eat it, he just pours cold milk on and eats it.

I didn't realise till a couple of years ago that if birthday cards arrive before the big day you are meant to save them all to open on birthday morning, I've always opened mine as they arrive, same as Christmas cards.

I thought everyone eats the whole apple including the core like I do. My colleague was horrified when I was eating one the other day, general consensus around the room was I am the only one and everyone else left the core.

fruity I do that too with an apple.I hate the yucky apple core lying about so I just eat it. Mmm roughage! I know I'm odd tho 😀😀

I eat a whole pear too. I do peel oranges and bananas tho 😄😂😂

I'd eat a whole pear but not an apple. My sister always had warm weetabix I liked it cold. My weird thing is cold toast. I love toast that's gone cold and then been buttered.

I thought Apple pips had cyanide in!! You're not supposed to eat them!
(And don't swallow chewing gum either cos it'll stick to your ribs!)

When growing up, my mum always made corned beef hash on Ash Wednesday! As a kid, I thought corned beef hash was corned beef ash, and that corned beef ash eaten on Ash Wednesday was exactly the same concept as eating pancakes on Pancake Tuesday!

I'm 30 now and mum still brings around a pot of corned beef hash on Ash Wednesdays

I remember pestering my mum to buy pasta as a kid. Everyone else at school spoke of pasta for dinner and my mum was quite a lot older than everyone else's and still cooked meat and two veg type meals... Or spam. Anyway, she relented eventually and served it up with butter and salt on. I loved it and it was my favourite meal. Once we had to paint our favourite food at school so I drew a bowl of pasta. The teacher said, ooh how lovely. What do you have on your pasta? And I was like 'pasta?!' and she said yes, but what on top? And this went on and on for a bit until she gave up. Took me years before myself (and my mum) discovered butter isn't a normal, solitary pasta topping.

Weetabix was always warm and mushed up like porridge when I was growing up too (except we had sugar on it too).

My Son’s just started eating it cold like his Dad. Weird to me.

DD has it your way. I hate it warm and mushy.

I remember my mum telling me a story about when she was cooking a beef joint. She always cut it in half because that’s how her mum did it. It was years later she found out the reason her mum cut it was because they never had a big enough dish. She actually thought it made it cook better or something.

Mine was putting salt on the outside of the pan lid when cooking potatoes. Mum and Dad always did it and so did I. Only when I moved in with DH did he ask me why I did it. I said I didn’t know but assumed it was something to do with the cooking. Turns out, they did it so the other person knew the potatoes had been salted, because too often they’d both do it and they would be too salty. I felt like a right idiot.

The other thing is with language. DH will often point out I’m using my funny words. He’s from the south of Scotland and I’m from the north. Words I think are Scottish words are actually Doric words and he has no clue.

Just like when I found out the word “outwith” isn’t used in England.

Salting potatoes, that's another one, I never knew people salted potatoes while cooking them until well into adulthood as my parents don't do it. I still don't, it just never occurs to me.

tripping also you don't eat the seeds because then a tree grows in your stomach...

I thought Apple pips had cyanide in!! They do, but not enough to do you any harm.

@amazedmummy me too!!! Love cold roast the most

I never thought it strange that my parents took all pets (cat, Guinea pigs- cage and run, hamster in cage) caravanning with us. As an adult looking back I am baffled at this behaviour.

My DD used to have here wheetabix with butter and marmite.

I had a sleepover round a friends house once and I asked for wheetabix for breakfast. She took the kettle, poured a little bit of hot water into each wheetabix, drowned it in hot milk and then stirred it into an awful much.
I was nearly sick. Cold and crunchy for me please.

@lovelyupnorth we used to butter weetabix too! No marmite though but now I’m tempted to try it!

Toasted cheese - my parents used to finely grate the cheese, mix it with a bit of milk and toast it. I was amazed when a friend's mum just sliced some cheese and popped it on the bread to toast.

Naive I had a childhood friend whose mum did similar - pour a load of hot water on Weetabix, then some cold milk, and sprinkle with sugar.
I hate hot milk on cereal so it was a battle to eat it when I stayed there.

I did find out yesterday, from reading another thread that not everyone can make their ears "rumble".

My family (GPs, mum etc) always used to say 'Roydon's calling' whenever a tummy rumbled loud enough for anyone to hear.

Turns out that's not a common phrase that everybody else says. As I discovered saying it to a friend as a 9 to... Roydon was a friend of my grandparents 😂.
I don't think he was grumbly either.

@Lovestonap that is absolutely brilliant! Actually laughed out loud at the prospect!

We, my grandparents (both sets) and my aunt all had black cats. I thought that black was the standard cat colour that, I don’t know, you got issued by the government and that you had to pay extra for an exotic coloured cat.