On a completely opposite note. I've never understood how someone can chow down on somthing then have no idea what it is and love it until they find out it's testicles or eyeballs and get totally sick.
I used to be a picky eater. I hated everything. My mom would make manicotti, I'd have a hamburger. When I moved out, there was nobody to spoil me anymore and I was a broke college student. When sombody invites you to a meal, you'll eat almost anything.
Try it. You might like it. Or, at least, tolerate it.
(Haven't eaten a testicle or an eyball, as far as I know)
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