Joe and Lindsay brought over lunch last week while I was home with Ella and I offered them pickles, something I used to hate. Lindsay also used to dislike them and mentioned that it was one of the “one a year” food items that she adds back to her repitoir. I’ve noticed the same thing with my diet; with the exception of peas, most of the food I hated as a child I now enjoy. Pickles, mustard, olives, horseradish, spinach, dark poultry meat, and so forth. Most of the items have very strong flavors, which I imagine has something to do with the change.
Oh, I still hate liver.