I just had a bag of caramel-toffee-white-chocolate popcorn that, if the only reason I had come to mortality had been to get a physical body with taste buds so that I could taste this stuff, it feels like it would have been worth it. It was from V Chocolates, if you want to know, which happens to have its factory about two doors down from my husband’s office, which is rather bad news for my figure, which will likely never be less ample while confections like this exist in the world.
That got me thinking about the best foods I ever ate, and although the list is long the one that stands out at the moment is a grilled artichoke I had at a restaurant in Las Vegas that makes me kind of dreamy thinking about it. Fortunately, having recently consumed a whole bag of that popcorn, I can experience the artichoke memory as poignant without having it spark an insatiable craving.
What’s the best food you ever ate? Or what are your old-standby favorites? Or what would you be happiest to see show up to be pilfered from your kids’ trick-or-treat bags?
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