My grandfather taught me the sublime joy of fresh bread smeared with fresh butter, wild honey, and garlic powder.
Most people I told about that would start singing that old Sesame Street song: 🎶 three of these things belong together... 🎵 after giving me side-eye and realizing I wasn't joking.
Triple fried egg sandwich with chilli sauce and chutney. It's state of the art. I found the recipe in a book on bacteriological warfare. It's like a cross between food and bowel surgery. It's well naughty.
Crispix/Corn Chex with hot sauce added to the milk. Its savory and spicy and creamy and nice.
Does eating meat with the bones count? Ever since I've had teeth I've loved eating bones. I remember telling my friend how good bones are and she looked at me like I had three eyes...
