Do you know, I never had Brussels sprouts until I met my husband's family? One of his sisters used to saute them, and then dress them in a walnut vinaigrette that was fabulous.

My Dad was one of those people who believed that any time another person disliked a food, it was a personal failing on their part. Whereas, if he didn't like it... that food was actually awful, and it never showed up on the table.

Apparently, he did not like Brussels sprouts. :O