Julia hates potatoes. She won't even eat french fries. On the rare occasions when she gets a happy meal, she is sure to inform me that she would rather eat apples with her cheeseburger, and "NOT french fries, Mommy!"
Weird kid.
Sammy, on the other hand, would live on french fries and tater tots if it were humanly possible. She is my meat and potatoes girl.
Just because one or both of my kids doesn't like a certain food, it doesn't mean that I'm going to stop serving it to them. I like potatoes. So I make potatoes. And I put them on my children's plates. It's their job to try everything on their plates, regardless of the fact that they have never liked that food in the past. I love this rule. And every once in a while it pays off.