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Olives. I still don't like them straight out of the jar, but if you dump a jar of them into a nice olive oil marinade for a week, that's an amazing thing, and you can save the marinade and add more olives as you go. Then they're heaven.
Sausages, but they have to be good quality ones. Cheap ones can get in the fucking bin.
Baseball
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I used to dislike the taste of licorice. I used to eat the sweet bits from those licorice cubes my dad had when I was a kid and then throw away the licorice parts.
Don't know when that changed, but I was on the way home with my old man (I may have been late teens/early 20's?) and I was quite hungry. All he had in the car at the time was licorice and it was one of the most delicious things I ever had.
He sometimes playfully complains that he remembered a time when us kids never liked licorice or pepper and now we eat him out of a house.