@FBM,
What would be wrong with chocolate.......mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm...chooooooooooooooooooocolate.
Chocolate deep dark chocolate. Chocolate covering blueberries, oranges, blackberries, covering toasted white bread, covering a peanut butter sandwich, Chocolate plain, by itself, chocolate jelly beans, chocolate pudding, chocolate covered nuts (I mean pecans, walnuts, macadamia, filbert etc. etc.)
A recent best was a simply delicious egg, fried up in the pan that I'd used earlier to fry bologna for a fried bologna sandwich, the flavoring of the bologna exacted a splendidity to the egg that words cannot describe.
Other bests have been onion rings, the perfect cheeseburger, sauteed onions, the ideal raw onion eaten like an apple (after removing the outer onion skin), pork chops cooked just right....
My best keeps changing it all goes with my mood. Burgers and chocolate and onions are usually things that can make me happy....and potatoes, and fresh carrot sticks.
In 2009 the best thing I ate was the sandwich Egypt brought me in the hospital. I had spent 3 weeks with no food, and my return to food had been a rough go....the first few tries went bad and I was defoodized for a longer time. Then a few days into eating food successfully, she arrived asked if I'd like anything and then suggested a hero sandwich. She left, came back soon after I devoured the first half of that thing like a mad man and then ate the potato chips. I held the second half because I didn't want to overdo it as I was just returning to food.
2 months later, another friend brought in a full pizza to the nursing home/rehab place about seven p.m.. I went through 5 slices without a blink, I had been eating some rather detestable food in that place and here was real food, I never had such a tasty pizza before or after that.
Like I said, my basic favorites never change but every so often there's something which just outdoes itself in offering an exquisite pleasure.
When I eat something, I might writhe with delight and at that moment it's the best thing ever, a few days or weeks later the same thing does nothing for me.
Maybe it's the Martian dust.
By the way, I scream obscenities at the television when the Food Network shows the morons talking about "The best thing" they ever ate.
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