I am not a foodie. Don't get me wrong--I love to eat, but my preferences are rather pedestrian.
I've eaten a multi-course meal at Charlie Trotter's, and all I remember are many white plates with small amounts of odd food on them. However, I wax nostalgic about the days when my youthful ignorance and metabolism permitted me to eat a plate of biscuits and sausage gravy at Cracker Barrel. I'll happily devour $20 worth of Manchego at book club, but I may have been happier squirting Easy Cheese onto Triscuits back in college.
In my adult life, I've had the means and opportunity to eat some very fine food. But if I could eat anything I've had in the last twenty years, it would be: turkey and havarti on a roll with house dressing from The Cheese Shop in Williamsburg, Virginia; a Greek pizza from Athens Pizza in Atlanta, Georgia; and a mint Oreo milkshake from The Creamery in Palo Alto, California.
That, and the best sandwich I've ever eaten, which I made myself during Spring Break of 1996.
"Spring Break" is a bit of an overstatement. Three friends and I had no plans for the school break, so at the last minute I rounded up these other stragglers and took them to my family's small cottage on a small lake in a very small town in North Carolina. It was too early in the season for water sports, so we spent our time playing board games and beer pong in between frequent trips up the road to Sonny's mama's place to buy beer.
Late one night, after many games of beer pong and much of the best Sonny's mama sold by the case, we became hungry. I volunteered to make sandwiches.
I pulled out the cast iron frying pan and cooked a pound of bacon, crisp. I sliced tomato and cheese, assembled it all on white bread, and grilled it in sizzling butter in the frying pan. I have never, in forty-three years, eaten anything better than that grilled cheese, bacon, and tomato sandwich.
And with that, I think it's time for lunch.
What's the best food you've ever eaten?