obscure stuff you saw as a kid that you can't figure out why is stuck with you forever

i was not Catholic but went to St Stephens (on Napoleon the big church near Magazine) from 4-6th. We actually went to the church for school mass once a week. It was just me and one other student who could take communion. I can still remember wondering what Jesus must taste like.
If memory serves, he tastes like stale crackers and old grape juice