I can live with black olives but only if they are on a pizza and only then if they are just one of a great deal of other toppings (like a “Supreme” Pizza). Otherwise they are vile.
I hate green olives, but will drink a cocktail with a green olive placed in the glass. Also, I don’t like cherries, but will eat a sundae with a cherry on top. And I don’t like peaches, but will eat a peach-flavor yogurt.
I hate mushrooms but I love pork chops cooked in cream of mushroom soup.
I don’t like cucumbers but I love tzatziki sauce on gyros. I also like cucumber sandwiches but only if the cucumber is sliced very very thin.
I love apples, apple pie, apple cake, baked or raw, but hate apple sauce and apple butter.
I hate milk, I can’t even watch somebody else drink milk without feeling sick but I like potato soup make with milk. Maybe it’s all the cheese and garlic covering up the taste.
Olives again, don’t want them on pizza, salads, sandwiches, etc but I love them in a martini.
I like me a bagel with cream cheese. But cream cheese anywhere else, like in a dessert or something, is disgusting.
Oh yeah, I don’t like sauerkraut but I like stuff cooked in sauerkraut.
I despise corn, but love to scarf up corn chowder with Fritos.
I hate pickles, unless they are the small ones on a White Castle hamburger.
Worst than liver?! No way am I eating that shit! Boy was I wrong.
Also, I hate peas. Peas smell exactly the same as they taste-- like pee. My husband has tried hiding peas in various mixed plates and under gravy but, just like that princess, I can taste them. I will not eat the food if the peas are mashed into it and will pick out the peas if they are not.
Except for split pea soup. My split pea soup, to be exact. My split pea soup tastes like ham heaven.
Don’t like bananas. Rather like banana bread.
I’ll second both Rye bread and Swiss cheese - I only eat either one on a Pastrami and Swiss on Rye sandwich.
I hate cheese of any kind. Not only will I not eat it, I won’t eat anything that has touched it (i.e., I won’t eat from a deli plate if the cheese is too close to the meat) but I love pizza.
Oh my yes! I hate reading a sushi menu and finding a roll that sounds perfect! Until I get to the part where they mix dairy with fish. Hurk
Cottage cheese. Hate the texture, hate the smell, hate the taste. Put it in lasagna? YUM!
Liver and onions are pretty gross-but fried together, very good.
Can’t stand tomatoes but I’m fine with marinara sauce or pizza sauce.
Don’t like regular milk (won’t even touch it if it’s not absolutely ice-cold, and even then I wouldn’t choose to) but I love milk shakes, malts, and ice cream, and I don’t mind chocolate milk (but again, it has to be pretty cold).
Mayonnaise. If it’s not part of a chicken salad sandwich or something like that, it’s nauseating to me. Mixed in the tuna, fine. Layered on the roast beef sandwich? Vomit.
Cannot stand seafood. The smell, the taste, the texture… blah!
I love fishsticks. 
Green olives are Satan’s tiny testicles. An extra-dirty martini, however, is awesome.
That reminds me: For ages, I couldn’t stand zucchini… Except in zucchini bread. (My tastes have now shifted to no longer dislike zucchini).