Ever since I can remember I have hated brussel sprouts. I remember my mom serving them from time to time, and I always had to eat at least one. And one was always about 15 too many for me.
Anyway, I cannot ever remember voluntarily eating a brussel sprout. As an adult I have never tossed any fresh frozen brussel sprouts in my grocery cart or even tried them at a potluck. I apologize to those of you who love brussel sprouts, but they are just not for me.