Hmm, interesting - maybe the problem is just my tastebuds. My boyfriend and I were moving yesterday, along with help from his mother, his sister, and one of our friends. He saw the fruit fallen on the floor as we were moving the plants and asked if he could taste one. I tried to warn him, because I know he's a very picky eater. His reaction was just the opposite of what I expected - he thought it was delicious, sort of like a cross between bilberry (blueberry) and something else he couldn't describe. Then he started giving them to the other people who were with. Everybody loved them. One said it's like a fresh "aðalbláber" ("prime blueberry", the variety of bilberry that grows wild in the Westfjords)
So I guess the problem is just me!