Wow… quite a feast developing here. A few remarks about some of the things on the table:
Liver: I must confess, I have never eaten liver. As noted, the function of the liver should give us all pause. But I’ve always guessed it tastes something a bit like a hot dog, with maybe a sharper (dirty?) flavor. Might go good with mustard. But I’m not going to eat it to find out.
Mustard: I love mustard. One of the things that drives me apeshit at fast food restaurants in New York is that you either have to ask for mustard, or they don’t have this shiny yellow elixer. If anything, they usually have mustard-flavored sauce, or worse… (shudder) honey mustard. How they could contaminate my beautiful mustard with a gloop such as honey is beyond my comprehension.
Mayo, however, will destroy anything decent.
Milk: I feel so vindicated to know that so many people hate milk after all. Most people look at me like I have something growing out of me when I mention that I won’t ever drink a glass of milk again, no matter how cold and frothy.
Asparagus: I was surprised, when I tried asparagus for the first time at the age of 22, to learn that I like asparagus.
Bananas: Bananas are a breakfast food. I don’t like breakfast food in general. In fact, I hate being at airports in the morning because you’re in an inescapible place, and there’s nothing around but god-damned breakfast food. Therefore…
Finally…
Great! More for me. I didn’t use to like green olives… but now I never meet an olive I don’t like.
A fair question. Occasionally it has been a good thing… it just means there’s a broader spectrum of things to enjoy. In the case of the green olive for me, it was like learning to see a new, beautiful color that you’d never heard of before.
And on the balance, acquiring a taste for beer has been good.
I can’t acquire a taste for anything that’s really offensive to the palate, tho. YMMV.