Ok, we've all been there...had something as a child and it made us toss our cookies, pack our lunch or made our parents force us to sit at the table till we were done.

For me it was olives. Growing up in an Italian family, it was hard to escape them, but, I just couldn't stomach them. Absolutely horrible little things stuck in potato salad, on an antipasto plate or put atop pizza.

Today, some olives (mostly lots of olives) with some wine, roasted peppers, bread and feta cheese, how can you go wrong?

P.S. - I still can't stand Brussels Sprouts...