I don’t have a preference, but the rest of my family has very strong preferences. My mom was convinced for the longest time that I was eating with the “wrong” one (I can’t remember what the “right” one is for her), so she’d always get me the “wrong” one, which is also what my sister likes. I just went along because I genuinely don’t care. Then my mom got very upset one day when I was using the “right” one, cause she was insistent that I always liked the other one. Nah, I just like cake.