It's been my opinion that when someone says "it's an aquired taste" it really means "DANGER DANGER"  Piper has, I suspect, the same feeling now.

That being said my grandfather (aka Papa Slim) once told me that if I ate eleven olives in a row I would like them by the end.  I'm not sure if I actually like them now or not, but I certainly can eat them without making a face.

Is there a food that you had to learn to like (or love)?