I used to hate cilantro so much I thought it might be the genetic thing. It tasted like soap, I could not tolerate even the smallest amount.
Something changed a few years ago and I began to love it with the same gusto that I had hated it. I have no idea why or exactly when this happened.
In my yard, I planted some but it was over-plucked by me and then some small feral animal chewed down the rest... only sad little stalks remain.
I had to restock this weekend. Thank goodness for my enormous panniers!