Food Stuff

In the Philippines, it is considered good luck if a coconut is cleanly split open without jagged edges.

The fig is also a fertility symbol and the Arab association with male genitals is so strong that the original word 'fig' is considered improper.

Cashews are not nuts. They are drupes.

We are eating 900% more broccoli than we did 20 years ago.

Cheese is the most stolen food in the world.

The most amount of grapes eaten in 3 minutes is 133. This record was set in 2001 by Mat Hand, from the UK.

National Pigs-in-a-Blanket Day is celebrated on 24th April every year.

The world’s oldest chocolates are 106 years old. A tin of chocolates from the coronation of King Edward VII from 1902.

Consuming dairy may cause acne.

The most popular carrots used to be purple.

High-frequency sounds enhance the sweetness in food, while low frequencies bring out the bitterness.

Blueberries are a good source of Vitamin C and fibre.

Apples float in water, because 25% of their volume is made of air.

Apples belong to the rose family, as do pears and plums.

The word vegetable has no scientific definition, so it’s still acceptable to call a tomato a vegetable.

The world average of the amount of meat eaten per year is: 173 lbs per person.

Castoreum, which is used as vanilla flavoring in candies, baked goods, etc., is actually a secretion from the anal glands of beavers.

Oklahoma's state vegetable is the watermelon.

In South Africa, termites and ants are often roasted and eaten by the handful, like popcorn.

The McHotDog is a hot dog available at McDonald's in Japan.

Twas the night before finals, and all through the college, The students were praying for last minute knowledge. Most were quite sleepy, but none touched their beds, While visions of essays danced in their heads. In my own apartment, I had been pacing, And dreaded exams I soon would be facing. My roommate was speechless, his nose in his books, And my comments to him drew unfriendly looks. I drained all the coffee, and brewed a new pot, No longer caring that my nerves were shot. I stared at my notes, but my thoughts were muddy, My eyes went a blur, I just couldn't study. "Some pizza might help," I said with a shiver, But each place I called refused to deliver. I'd nearly concluded that life was too cruel, With futures depending on grades had in school. When all of a sudden, our door opened wide, And Patron Saint Put-It-Off ambled inside. Her spirit was careless, her manner was mellow, She wore a white toga, she started to bellow: "What kind of student would make such a fuss, To toss back at teachers what they tossed at us?" "On Cliff Notes! On Crib Notes! On last year's exams! On Wingit and Slingit, and last minute crams!" Her message delivered, she vanished from sight, But we heard her laughing outside in the night. "Your teachers have pegged you, so just do your best. Happy finals to all, and to all, a good test!"