Couple examples from personal experience:

Spicy Food

I didn’t like spicy food for a (relatively) long time until I was 25.

2/4 of my roommates did. We’d order two pizzas, one spicy and one not. But the asshats who liked spicy would eat half the non-spicy pizza first knowing the other one was safe from us.

Well… we’d see about that!

I bought a jar of pickled little yellow banana peppers. At first all I could manage was a tiny little bit of one. But I had that tiny little bite every evening, every day. Eventually my tolerance grew until I was eating a whole one, then multiples. In a few weeks I realized I was crunching through them and loving it. (Didn’t love the first time I overindulged and found out what goes in can still burn going out, oof, lol.)

Beer

First time I had beer I did the movie-style stereotypical spit-take. Tasted like something I’d never want again. I drank when I was 18-19yrs old but it was usually Smirnoff Ice or some other “bitch-pop” as was said at the time by those around me.

When I was in my early 20s I supervised for a company that had us do a lot of traveling. Particularly three months of the year I was in a hotel more than at home.

There was a consistent crew of people who lived in a town nearby that I saw fairly frequently for those three months but not too often elsewise. As I said I was in my early 20s, 21-23ish. And they were in their late 20s to mid thirties.

They were inveterate drinkers, and they loved beer. And they undertook a self-imposed mission to teach me to love beer too. Them being older and me being impressionable, I went with it.

Every evening after work we’d hit up the local pub and I’d order three beers, based off their recommendations. One was an inveterate drinker as mentioned, the other a mid-thirties redheaded British woman I grew rather fond of and who was rather fond of me, along with some other crew. Basically, people who knew beer and in the case of the brit, someone who I would’ve listened to for a few reasons.

Didn’t take too long but I certainly “acquired” a taste for it. Eventually acquiring my own preferences to the point I was recommending them ideas.

  • Dalacos@lemmy.worldOP
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    3 days ago

    Coffee is another example I could go into actually. Did not like it the first time I tried it. “Acquired” a taste for it too, given my grandmother owned a café that I’d eventually work in, lol. That was fairly easy.

    But I also eventually tried to acquire a taste for black coffee too. Succeeded in the sense I can have it and don’t hate it, but failed in the sense that I now know I vastly prefer my coffee with a bit of sugar a lot of cream.

    Still, was informative. (I’m a ‘texture’ kind of person more than flavour and I like that creamy texture.)

    Most days now I mix instant coffee with hot chocolate and cream in the mornings for a pseudo-mocha that’s quick and easy. Can’t be arsed to brew it. (Most days.)