It's like when I asked my husband's family about the tradition here of eating brussel sprouts at Christmas dinner, their reply was, "well, if we didn't have the tradition, when would anyone eat them?"

BIL actually likes them, but I thought it was funny that they still eat them even though most of the family finds them revolting. It reminded me of all the times I forced down sweet potatoes. I like them now, but were it not for the marshmallows, I don't think I'd have ever been able to get them down as a kid.