“I'm an acquired taste. I'm anchovies. If I was potato chips I could go more places.”
“I know I'm an acquired taste - I'm anchovies. And not everybody wants those hairy little things.”
“she said with a smile. "I'm an acquired taste. Most of my best friends had toknow me for years before they could even stand my presence. I'm like mold, I usually grow on you veryslowly.”
“Hey I just met you, and this is crazy, but I'm a potato, I go well with gravy!”
“Don't worry, Otto. I'm an acquired taste. Most of my best friends had to know me for years before they could even stand my presence. I'm like mold, I usually grow on you very slowly. (Tabitha)”
“I'm an acquired taste, he assured her, displaying one dimple, but addictive.”