Oh, and to answer the other bit of your question, the reason ihate Baked beans so much (cant even look at them), is my mum used to have to do the rugby teas at my dads club when dad was the chairman. The sight, sound and smell of baked beans for 40 people bubbling away in a large vat, put me off for life!
I hated mushrooms as a child. One day my grandfather tried to make me eat them and I started to gag, so he banged his fists on the table and threatened to "Ram them down my throat." I'm surprised I managed to eat them without being sick, but, strangely, I love them now.