Foods you have grown to like

Growing up there were two vegetables I especially didn't like: asparagus and yams. I didn't realize until much later that the reason I didn't like asparagus was that my mother always over-cooked it. The first time I had it al-dente was a revelation. As for yams, I had never had them made savory. The first time I tried them seasoned with fresh herbs and olive oil and roasted, I found them instantly delicious.
 

Asparagus for the exact same reason. I was over cooking it every time. It was soggy. Then one day I questioned why so many people liked it and figured I must be doing something wrong. When I ā€˜finally’ learned how to cook it right, I realized why everyone really liked it.

Fish! While I still don’t fancy seafood, I’m more open minded about trying different types of fish. Before I’d basically only eat salmon, but now I eat sole, cod, haddock, mackerel, white fish, as well as various varieties of trout.

Im much more open minded about numerous new experiences instead of maintaining my solidified judgments
 

Asparagus for the exact same reason. I was over cooking it every time. It was soggy. Then one day I questioned why so many people liked it and figured I must be doing something wrong. When I ā€˜finally’ learned how to cook it right, I realized why everyone really liked it.

Fish! While I still don’t fancy seafood, I’m more open minded about trying different types of fish. Before I’d basically only eat salmon, but now I eat sole, cod, haddock, mackerel, white fish, as well as various varieties of trout.

Im much more open minded about numerous new experiences instead of maintaining my solidified judgments
My wife is the exact opposite with fish. She likes just about everything but salmon.
 
Growing up I hated turnips and brussel sprouts. Turns out, it was all in how they were cooked, my grandmother would use the Depression Era method of cooking-boiling everything to death. Now, I enjoy both brussel sprouts and turnips cooked with modern methods.
 
Steak. My mother (although generally a good cook) didn't know how to cook it. I couldn't understand why most people liked steak.

At age 25, as a camp cook, I was required to serve steak twice a week. I panicked, then consulted Joy of Cooking and followed the instructions. The steaks turned out nice!
 
Broccoli. I always loved it served with butter & salt. A couple of years ago I started to hate it. It was a staple in my vegetables so I served it with lemon juice or a teaspoon of hollandaise. It’s ok.
 
I never tasted grits until my freshman year in college. It was the first Saturday in the dorm when I went down in the cafeteria to get breakfast. I saw what looked like cream of wheat and asked for a bowl. I put some milk on it and a bit of sugar and set down to enjoy a warm bowl of breakfast goodness. When I took my first bite, I immediately, spit it back in my bowl. I thought someone was playing a joke on the new freshmen at the first breakfast. Nothing like a little sand in some cream of wheat to get a laugh. I told the kids I was setting with, and they all 'cracked up' laughing. They said that is not cream of wheat, but it is "grits". Being from Colorado, I had never heard of grits. I was a bit embarrassed, but I laughed too as I went to throw it out and get something else to eat. I still do not eat grits...
 
I never tasted grits until my freshman year in college. It was the first Saturday in the dorm when I went down in the cafeteria to get breakfast. I saw what looked like cream of wheat and asked for a bowl. I put some milk on it and a bit of sugar and set down to enjoy a warm bowl of breakfast goodness. When I took my first bite, I immediately, spit it back in my bowl. I thought someone was playing a joke on the new freshmen at the first breakfast. Nothing like a little sand in some cream of wheat to get a laugh. I told the kids I was setting with, and they all 'cracked up' laughing. They said that is not cream of wheat, but it is "grits". Being from Colorado, I had never heard of grits. I was a bit embarrassed, but I laughed too as I went to throw it out and get something else to eat. I still do not eat grits...
Oh, grits were a staple on Mama's breakfast table along with scrapple which I thought was tasty but had no clue what it really was I was eating.
 
Brussels sprouts. As a child, the bitterness of these things made them inedible. As an adult, with duller taste buds, I guess, I found them delicious. In fact I had a frozen bag of them last night for supper, simmered until tender with lottsa butter, salt and pepper.

Pea soup. Hated it as a child, but grew to love it.
 
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I never tasted grits until my freshman year in college. It was the first Saturday in the dorm when I went down in the cafeteria to get breakfast. I saw what looked like cream of wheat and asked for a bowl. I put some milk on it and a bit of sugar and set down to enjoy a warm bowl of breakfast goodness. When I took my first bite, I immediately, spit it back in my bowl. I thought someone was playing a joke on the new freshmen at the first breakfast. Nothing like a little sand in some cream of wheat to get a laugh. I told the kids I was setting with, and they all 'cracked up' laughing. They said that is not cream of wheat, but it is "grits". Being from Colorado, I had never heard of grits. I was a bit embarrassed, but I laughed too as I went to throw it out and get something else to eat. I still do not eat grits...
I had a similar experience, my first time in a southern state. At a motel with a buffet breakfast, I served myself a large bowl of oatmeal (?). Ptui! I asked the attendant what the heck was in the Crock Pot. She said it was "sausage gravy for the biscuits."

I suggested that they label the food, as not all travelers are from the South.
 

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