Ice cream for the win. But if someone gives me apple pie with cheese on it - as long as there’s nothing weird going on like sardines or whatever, of course - I would politely accept.
That’s how I feel about pimento cheese sandwiches, ubiquitous at Southerners’ parties.
Gulp them down and pretend you like them. Don’t praise them vociferously, though - they’ll just send you home with some, and make extra for the next time you visit.