Can I tell you a truly sad story? I have lived for years silently hating Red Velvet cake. For some reason, I thought it was licorice/anise flavored so I always avoided it despite the ever alluring cream cheese icing.
Recently, my old roommate Cindy made this GIGANTOR Red Velvet to celebrate several birthdays in February (which Adam totally bogarted a birthday share of, by the way). She made it all from scratch and it was so big, she had to make it on pizza pans. I've never had a cake so moist and delicious in my life. I'm embarrassed to say that I ate a piece as big as my head all by myself from the leftovers she sent us with.
I learned a valuable lesson though: stop being so picky and stop being so judgy about food. I might find I like something the second time around.
Now I just need to get her recipe and make one so I quit craving it incessantly.