As a further elaboration: growing up, I absolutely hated pasta salad. I could not and would not eat it. But one day, when I was about 22-23, I was working somewhere that includes meals, since shifts were literally all day for a week (save eight hours for sleeping). The cook made a pasta salad that I could only describe as “orgasmic.” I ate that same pasta salad for every meal for the next two days until they finally tossed the leftovers. Ever since then, I have been “converted” to enjoy pasta salad. That one dish completely changed how my body reacts to a food that I already tried several times.
When I cook meat, eggs or with ginger for people who don’t like them, they’re usually converted. Turns out most people who don’t like steaks, ribs, roasts, etc just haven’t had good ones
Reminds me of a King of the Hill quote:
Hank: [Presses his tongs into the steak cooking on the grill] Firm but with a little give. Yup, these are medium-rare.
Bobby: What if somebody wants theirs well-done?
Hank: We ask them politely, yet firmly, to leave.
100%
you know this is really mean, that person has a name and is an individual, just calling them ginger is rude
I didn’t realise I had to be politically correct about cannibalism
I think you should digest this lesson :D