This reminds me, a fond memory.

My family visited a temple. And they had vegetarian food. One of
those is sweet black seasame soup (it's sweet, black, and with
consistency like tomato soup)

Anyway, I was little then, looked at it, thought gosh, blo*dy hell not
gonna eat that! That black stuff!

My mum said, "you must at least try! Just one spoonful, and if you
don't like it, then you don't have to eat it anymore."

I was glad she said I didn't have to eat it if I tried and did not like
it! So I did, and I loved it!