I love tongue, but didn't try it until I went over to Russia to meet my future in-laws.
Prior to that I just didn't fancy it, because it was, well a tongue
Anyhoo, my first evening, a spread was laid, and along with all sorts of tastiness was this plate of 'meat'
The MIL to be speaks as much English as I speak Russian (ie none) and likes to feed the menfolk, so a pile of this is pushed onto my plate, whether I want it or not. Bloody marvellous it was.
We buy a whole tongue from a nearby village butchers, which we discovered, just because we wanted to cook tongue, we don't think the sliced stuff at the deli counter is as good.
It's one of those traditional butchers that knows about what they sell, and was initially a bit taken aback that we wanted to buy a whole tongue and cook it ourselves, clearly not many people in the area do that.
He gave us advice on the best way to deal with it, and it turned out just as lovely.
We go there quite regularly, and as soon as we walk in the shop he knows we are there for two things; tongue and their faggots (the proper ones, like bricks, not the mushy crap), we don't buy anything else