This is a strange admission for a food blogger to make, but I don’t exactly have the world’s most adventurous palette. I’m certain I’ve mentioned this little factoid before, but it’s a recurring theme in my life (and it extends to other facets of life, like music, books and film; but I digress). The pattern is usually the same. I greet new things with indifference, if not outright hostility. Eventually, I’ll cave to pressure and give the item a half-hearted sampling. Then, if I like what I taste/see/hear, I will embrace the former object of suspicion with the zeal of a convert. It has happened before, it will happen again.