I used to think I liked butternut squash. Not only does it have a name boasting creamy goodness, a delightful color, is good for you, but it's a vegetable and I love vegetables. Thus, butternut squash received an automatic sporting chance (just like brussel sprouts, but that's a whole different can of worms). In college, my room mate would bake it up with brown sugar, cooing about how it's like eating candy. I enjoyed the spoonful or two that I tried at some point, or at least I think I remember enjoying what I tasted.
Years later I decided to replicate this "candy" and ended up sorely disappointed and slightly disgusted as I threw the baked squash away. That was strike one. Strike two came along when I was browsing the soups aisle at the grocery store and was won over by the packaging. After all, the creamy soup sounded really good especially with the allure of the word "butternut." "Butternut" just sounds like it'd be so lovely. Nope! Hated the soup. Pretty much just threw it away after two bites.
Despite all of this I was still willing to give the squash a chance. And then, out of the blue came strike three:

Orange Chicken with Potatoes from Real Simple Magazine. I will not be sharing the recipe since I didn't much care for it.
I made the ever so shocking mistake of not reading the recipe through before I forged ahead. In the back of each Real Simple magazine they are kind enough to include a grocery list of the items you'd need to pick up for each dish. At lunch, I had thumbed through and mentally noted several recipes that looked worthy, but I didn't really note any specifics and only took their grocery list with me to the store.
List in hand, I filled up my basket in the produce aisle. Onions, check. Orange, check. What the...?? Butternut squash?! How did that sneaky little guy make it into the recipe I was dying to try out? I was not amused but figured it couldn't be too harmless and threw it in the basket.
A little note about the Real Simple recipe... they don't mention how to actually prepare the ingredients. Never having made butternut squash before, I was clueless about how to proceed. Thanks to a quick google search I was on my way to cursing at the darn thing for being so hard to peel and cut up.
Anyway, long story short, I discovered again that I don't like butternut squash. Please pardon the slimy look of the picture, but the rest of it was pretty good (once Natalie picked out all of the the offending squash) and I was too antsy after soccer to wait for a good photograph to eat.
Note: The following day I went to the freezer in the lunch room at work to pull out a frozen lunch. There I discovered a Lean Cuisine with butternut squash ravioli staring at me. I had entirely forgotten that I actually really enjoy that meal. Thanks, Lean Cuisine, for doing whatever it is that you did to the squash to make it not just palatable for me, but quite tasty indeed.