When I was a little kid I went to my grandparents house where they were having some party with a buffet. I ate what I thought was a grape, but in fact it was something I’d never tasted before: an olive. It took me about 30 years to start liking olives, for a very long time they just tasted like rotten grapes.

“So that’s it huh? We’re some kind of fellowship of the ring?”