I don't think I've ever asked my parents how they met. I know it was at work, but beyond that, don't really know. Nor do I think it was particularly exciting.
My dc have never asked me and dh how we met either.
My dc (and actually one of my dc's friends-if ever I gave them a lift they'd jump into the car calling out "tell me about when you were little") used to love stories of things I did when little and stories about my relations (especially my youngest uncle who did several things that went into family legends).
The most boring stories about going down to the sea and we lost my t-shirt or the time when my uncle gave us a lift and we found 10p down the back of the seat and he bought us an ice cream, or when the fire alarm went off at school and they couldn't turn it off so we played outside all morning, were treated with breathless wonder.