I Know What Tastes Good And What Doesn't

What I learned today was that my palette may be more refined than you think. Considering that I only know the taste of milk from the left boob and right boob and formula, you'd think that I wouldn't be able to form much of an opinion when I pee right into my own mouth. But I did. And I didn't like it.

I did not like it at all.

OK, maybe a little.