When I was growing up, my dad had this weird theory about food. It goes something like this: All food is “good” because otherwise, it wouldn’t be considered food. Someone somewhere must have tasted it and had a favorable reaction to feel like eating it again, and then feed it to his or her family.
My dad said he learned it from a philosophy professor when he was an undergrad at UC Berkeley, but I suspect he just made it up to get me to eat “All The Things” when I was a kid. The thing is, though, it kind of makes sense. Your sense of taste is part biology, part preference, and part experience.