<p>lololu, I have a picture that captures the moment of S2 as a toddler biting into a plum that we just picked (went apple picking on a fall day, and they still had some plums to be picked too). The look on his little face, priceless!! He is now a young adult, but still absolutely loves eating fresh fruit.</p>
<p>My mother’s fried chicken.</p>
<p>The Potato soup at Jack’s in Millersville, PA To.die.for!! Hot, creamy with chunks of potato, with cheeses broiled on top of the dish…</p>
<p>Maine lobster eaten off a paper plate on a outside terrace overlooking a rocky shore in Ogunquit.</p>
<p>A lobster souffle at the restaurant Chez La Mere Michel in Montreal about 25 years ago–I still pine for it! And I believe it’s still on their menu, so one of these days I’m heading north…Second best would also be that post-delivery sandwich.</p>
<p>I certainly can’t do one. But among the top 5.</p>
<p>A perfect peach at a farmer’s market in Vienna.</p>
<p>An appetizer consisting of a caramalized fig, topped with fois gras and creme fraiche at a benefit event, made by Aureole a NYC restaurant.</p>
<p>Pate de campagne made by the mom of the family I lived with in France</p>
<p>Pear ice cream from Berthillons in Paris.</p>
<p>The chicken salad sandwich from Elsie’s in Harvard Square.</p>
<p>An appetizer of scallops with a lime and port wine sauce - accompanied by a marriage proposal.</p>
<p>oops that’s six!</p>
<p>My husband’s Chicken Spedini.
A chicken sandwich with a cup of coffee at the lunch counter at Neiman’s in Dallas.</p>
<p>Creamed peas and potatoes with a fresh glass of milk, all from my grandparents’ farm.</p>
<p>Raclette (served with potatoes and pickles) that the seller scraped to order at the 500-year-old autumn fair in Basel, Switzerland.</p>
<p>Thanksgiving dinner in the hospital after giving birth to my daughter after 68 hours of labor. Maybe it wasn’t that great, but I was ravenous after not having eaten for several days!</p>
<p>I was at Chelsea Market last week. This is too hard, but maybe the fois gras at Boulevard in San Francisco, or the burger at Zuni’s.</p>
<p>68 hours of labor? Sheesh!</p>
<p>too many…
my mother’s collards, country ham, fried cornbread and watermelon rind pickles
hot grits with butter melting on top on a cold morning
soft shell crab sandwiches at Sam & Omies on the Outer Banks</p>
<p>Apple pie ice cream in Amish country.</p>
<pre><code> Marinated steak shish kebab over campfire, camping out in Wisconsin.
Homemade fried chicken? count me in. Pollo frito in Santa Elena, Guatemala.
Chili after shoveling snow. Pizza in Chicago, many places.
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<p>Steak with gorgonzola cream sauce at Plums in Beaufort SC - I discretely licked the plate clean.</p>
<p>changes regularly…</p>
<p>Hubby’s current best: A salad at a local Independence cafe - Mixed greens topped with Thyme-black pepper fried chicken breast strips, tomatoes and marinated sweet onions (yum!) with a cayenne buttermilk dressing</p>
<p>My current best, at same cafe - Thyme-black pepper fried chicken breast with green tomato chutney. It comes with a choice of 2, of the 10 or so sides. I usually choose broccoli casserole and mashed sweet potatoes.</p>
<p>Although, I do agree those “odd” things really stick out - like the glass of ICE water I finally begged the flight attendant for after spending two weeks in Japan and Korea in 90+ degree heat…couldn’t pay someone to put ice in my drinks! They all looked at me like I was crazy for even asking.</p>
<p>A Charlotte Russe (I was two and called it a Charlie Rooster) and a piece of Ebinger’s chocolate Blackout (I believe that was what it was called) cake, also when I was two. We lived in Brooklyn at that time. A knockwurst on rye when I was six. Gnocchi in Rome…the lightest most delicious dinner ever! And sashimi cones at Spago’s…ok, almost everything at Spago’s.</p>
<p>Don’t remember the name of it, but I had it in 2003 at a traditional Swiss restaurant in Lucerne, near the Lion monument. </p>
<h1>2 an incredible venison at Poncio, in Sevilla, Spain, on the eve of the public beginning of the Euro.</h1>
<p>Whole wheat toast with Miracle Whip and thick slices of tomato still warm from the garden.
Almost anything I didn’t have to cook.</p>
<p>Cheesecake, Carrot cake
Wienerschnitzel mit pommes frites
Ice cream
Filet mignon from Costco BBQ’d by me</p>
<p>My grandma’s french onion soup</p>
<p>A mousse-like concoction made from foie gras (my favorite food of all time) at Bistro Le Cotte-Roti in Paris. Pan-fried duck foie gras with Sauterne at Domaine de Lintallac in Paris (more or less a foie gras restaurant – everything from the meal comes from their ranch in SW France including some great chestnut thing they serve for desert) and the macaroons at Laduree.</p>
<p>Beggar’s Chicken at the Spring Deer in Hong Kong.</p>
<p>Tarte tatin at La Caravelle in NY. Many years ago, but it was done just perfectly.</p>
<p>Salmon slow-cooked (almost smoked) at low heat on a barbecue by my wife, who is a terrific cook. [I’m a lucky man].</p>
<p>Yesterday, had a terrific dish: Ricotta cavatelli with a Concord grape mosto, foie gras hazelnut vinaigrette at a restaurant called Rocca in Boston (not exactly sure what the neighborhood is called (the South End or SoWa?). I have no idea what a mosto is, but this was sensational.</p>
<p>Tokay Aszu 5 stars, Hungarian desert wine.</p>
<p>Freshly smoked mozzarella (picked up at 1 PM after it was smoked all morning in Greenwich Village), tomatoes from the Union Square farm stand, and just baked Italian bread. Used to have this every Saturday for lunch when the farmer would drive in.</p>
<p>I could keep going. Life is good.</p>
<p>^Wow! Your life IS good! Boston yesterday, and New York today?</p>