I remember for a very long time I didn't like pizza... pretty much if it had any toppings on it I wouldn't lay a finger on it. Only type I'd eat would be plain with double-cheese, which in hindsight was pretty bland.
It was about the point in time I'd go with my dad when he'd do volunteer work at a nearby school's radio station that I started really warming up to the stuff. They'd get free pizza from this one store as long as they put in a good word for them now and then, and they usually got pizza with green peppers and sausage. To me, it was a nice change of pace, and we'd usually get it instead of plain pizza whenever we ordered take-out after that. I also grew to love Potato Pizza after we'd always get it for the Speech/Debate Team's speak-a-thon.
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