Pickles.

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I don't like pickles. I absolutely cannot stand them. So, when my oldest son was was little, just old enough to get a hamburger at restaurants, I would carefully pull the pickles off every hamburger and dispose of them. Now that he is old enough to express a preference, he loves pickles. He puts about 15 slices on a single hamburger. I think it is hilarous that I thought I was protecting him from those awful things and he loves them. There is probably a great metaphor for life here ...