Got to this late but just had to jump in here with a success story. All of my life I hated olives, and it frustated me to no end because I love everything that they come with, Greek salad, arribata sauce, martinis, pizza, you name it. I even loved fresh olive oil, but if a whole olive made it in my mouth, I'd gag and want to spit it out. I so desperately wanted to enjoy the bowl of herbed olives I made for every cocktail party and picnic I threw. Everyone else seemed to love them, so I spent a lot of money and time on olives even though I couldn't stand them. But I kept at it, and tried them on a regular basis, just in case my tastes had changed. And low and behold at a picnic this summer I tried a gorgeous-looking fresh purple olive from the olive bar at Fairway, and I liked it. Even went back for another. So now I like purple olives. That success led me to trying more fresh-looking olives, fat Sicilian green ones and the like. Yum. Fresh seemed so much better and less fermented tasting to me than the saltier, processed or overly brined ones. And last night I had a warm octopus salad with black kalamata olives in it and actually enjoyed the one that snuck it's way onto my fork. I was so proud.