acquired taste (as defined by Wikipedia): a food or beverage that is unlikely to be enjoyed by a person who has not had substantial exposure to it.
i.e. Eat this thing you don't like 50 times and in multiple forms until you hate one less than than the others. And then stick to that.
So far, in the last 5 years I could apply this to wine, cheese, miscellaneous meat products, and fish.
Cheese I was always willing to try. Meat too. Though now there are few things I just outright refuse. (I am talking to you, andouillette.)
But now fish
I ate it in the beginning because it was such a big deal when I was a kid and my sister brought salmon home from Alaska.
And then people ooohd and aaaaahd over lobster and crab.
And then B's mom made white fish in a heavy tomato sauce for my first lunch with them.
So I took seconds, of course.
And then we come to the island and its ALL FISH AND SEAFOOD ALL OF THE TIME.
And I have given up entirely even thinking I could stick to the one I hate less than the others.
I used to think I was a good eater. My mother encouraged us to try everything once. But now it is just:
Yes, mini fish with scales and bones in oil are great.
No, cold sea snails with mayonnaise are fine.
Yes, please tell me about the length of the pouce-pieds' penis (poose pee-ay) before I eat it.
Pouce-pied for dinner anyone?