Jeff and I have been married almost twenty-three years. At least once in each of those years, we have a conversation that goes something like this:
Jeff: Here, try this wine.
Me: It's red wine.
Jeff: Just try it. :::hands me his glass of wine:::
Me: :::smells glass of wine, then takes a moderate sip::: Eugh! ::makes horrible face and swigs water:::
Jeff: You didn't like that? How do you not like that?
When other people find out I don't like red wine, the reactions span the range of blank looks to gushing about how red wine is wonderful, goes with everything, and how can you not like it?
It tastes like vinegar. I don't understand how y'all can drink a full glass of something that tastes like vinegar. I don't think God invented grapes for that purpose.