Add some toast.
As a kid I hated butter. It tasted too salty, too creamy. It was vile yellow stuff that just seemed to make bread and jam taste worse. The only spread I liked was "Gold", which doesn't try to taste of anything. Then somewhere along the line, probably when I was forced to use the stuff, I began to like it. And the floodgates decided they were going to bugger off and retire from this point.

I didn't get eggs. Eggs are ew, they smell of farts, have a horrid sloppy texture or look like grains of polystyrene on the plate. I then ended up having some powdered eggs at some point, and liked them. And gradually moved onto omelettes, and now a good comfort food staple is a scrambled egg on some toasted white bread, with plenty of butter.

I didn't get marmite. Black vile ooze derived from the hate of many angry northern mens' lungs. Again, adjusting the butter/marmite ratio on some *good* toast made all the difference.

And until recently, I didn't get seafood. The stuff *smells* off when you go near it. How on earth does that work? Then I was introduced to scallops... with butter. And they were lovely and didn't taste off at all. Then I went to a gorgeous seafood restaurant in the US and I'm even eating raw tuna with my scallops. Still can't eat crappy crab cakes though.

I didn't get exercise until I spent several weeks cycling to and from work and getting a massive endorphin rush as I was locking the bike away outside my flat. I finally got the last "bit" of it when I managed to climb a mountain recently, twice in the same week! No butter here unfortunately.

I didn't get metal music. I got stuck into it when I dated someone in a metal band and I saw the fun of jumping about like a lunatic, and the complexity of some of the songs. Daughters stays with me to this day.

I didn't get dance music. I got stuck into it when I realised it wasn't *all* "Dave Pearce Dance Anthems", and that the majority of people who like dance music aren't actually twats.

There's still tonnes of stuff I don't get. I look forward to conquering them one day. Most of them seem to be better with butter added on top, or with some toast at the end of it.
(mmmm curry doesn't really understand this sig lark, Thu 15 Oct 2009, 17:39, 5 replies)

You clearly know the meaning of perseverance
I, on the other hand, am not prepared to suffer in the short term to acquire a taste for things that are, as they say, acquired tastes.

Coffee - tasted rank. Not having that again. Drank a cup in adulthood out of diplomacy. Still don't like it.

Guinness - tastes rank. Not having that again. Drank a pint because it was free. Still didn't like it. Drank two pints in Dublin because "it tastes better over here". Didn't like either of them.

Marmite - tastes rank. Not having that again.

Ladygarden - tastes rank. Not having that again.
(Vice Admiral Sir Charles Cockbrush KCB MBE DSO, who is finding it increasingly difficult to log into b3ta.com wants to duck your aunt and kick your puppy, Thu 15 Oct 2009, 17:57, closed)

It's ok
I still don't get coffee or alcohol.

But toast makes a *lot* of things better, promise.
(mmmm curry doesn't really understand this sig lark, Thu 15 Oct 2009, 18:01, closed)

I'm sure you're right
But it might weird some girls out if I start dipping them with soldiers, boiled egg style...
(Vice Admiral Sir Charles Cockbrush KCB MBE DSO, who is finding it increasingly difficult to log into b3ta.com wants to duck your aunt and kick your puppy, Thu 15 Oct 2009, 18:12, closed)

Too salty and too creamy?
Ooo-er missus.
( idonthaveafunnynickname Drink-Aware? Sure. I'm aware I want another drink., Fri 16 Oct 2009, 3:09, closed)

Hurrah for a message of joy...
...amongst the ranks of bile and hate.

I used to hate bile and hate, but since I spread it with...my coat...
(Mumm-ra, Fri 16 Oct 2009, 13:21, closed)