What is the best meal/food that you can remember eating?

[Blake]

I was thinking this yesterday. So I've listed three here that I think are the best meals I've ever had, because I was hungry but also it tasted so good. Number 1 is the best meal I've ever had followed by two and three.

1) In 1974 I was with my parents on a trip in England. We were in Yorkshire in a place called Harrogate. We went to a pub for lunch. They served roast pork with vegetables and there was this apple sauce that was beautiful. The mashed potatoes were the best I ever had. My mother said that was the best meal she had, and my father said it was one of the best.
2) When I was in Sweden I visited with my father one of his relatives who was married to this executive who worked for an American pharmaceutical company. He said to me( his English was perfect), "Lets go for a drive down town( Stockholm) there is a shop that makes the best herring in cream sauce." While we were down there we stopped in a shop that he said made 'the best rye bread' in Stockholm. So we go back to his nice house on the hill, and he was right, I had ten sandwiches with cream herring on rye. Washed down with a few beers.
3) My father ordered me over to Sweden because his father( my grandfather) was dying in a nursing home. My father liked his dad and said he didn't have the nerve to go and see him sick, about to die. So he sent me. I went to visit him and then one of my relatives drove me back to his home. (He was a school teacher, the son of my grandfather's brother). We had moose-meat stew in the best brown gravy I have ever had. We had it with boiled potatoes.

 

[mjs9153]

Probably an Easter dinner,about 1969,with my family..no doubt it was ham with mashed potatoes and gravy,carrots,peas and all the trimmings,and all kinds of cakes and pies..but not really the food,just the last time we were all together and happy before things happened and we lost some along the way.To be a little boy and loved in that house full of parents,sisters and brothers,was awesome..sorry to take away from the food direction of the question by the poster,but Lord I would love one time to have one of those dinners again..

 

[GNTLGNT]

...most any meal my wife or grammas prepared...moms were edible and tasty, but the love in it wasn't made from scratch....

 

[muskrat]

Aw, it musta been back in '91, '92? I was either a junior or senior in high school. Our Art Club made a killing off selling silk screened t-shirts, and we spent the money on a big classy dinner at the ritzy Tippecanoe Place restaurant in South Bend, In. The place was formerly the Studebaker family mansion. Food was killer. Rare Prime rib, all the trimmings. First time I had escargot. Good stuff.

Spoiler: Studebaker Mansion

First class, baby.

 

[ghost19]

My last day at the police department a couple of years ago. After work, everyone in CID took me out to my favorite BBQ place where we'd ate at a million times. They had reserved one of the back rooms so we could have some privacy and, also, because we're not exactly a quiet bunch. Anyway, the food was great as always. Texas style smoked brisket, potato salad, ribs, all the trimmings. About twelve of us sat there for over two hours and passed stories back and forth. Almost two decades worth of screw ups, stories with good endings, stories with not so good endings, radio blooper stories, equipment malfunction stories, you name it. I was laughing so hard by the time we wrapped it up I felt like I was going to pass out. It was a wonderful meal, which I wasn't allowed to even chip in for. I spent another half hour in the parking lot afterwards, shaking hands, giving and getting hugs from people l'd spent more time with than my own family for almost 18 years. It was a good meal, but a lonely drive home....

 

[mjs9153]

My last day at the police department a couple of years ago. After work, everyone in CID took me out to my favorite BBQ place where we'd ate at a million times. They had reserved one of the back rooms so we could have some privacy and, also, because we're not exactly a quiet bunch. Anyway, the food was great as always. Texas style smoked brisket, potato salad, ribs, all the trimmings. About twelve of us sat there for over two hours and passed stories back and forth. Almost two decades worth of screw ups, stories with good endings, stories with not so good endings, radio blooper stories, equipment malfunction stories, you name it. I was laughing so hard by the time we wrapped it up I felt like I was going to pass out. It was a wonderful meal, which I wasn't allowed to even chip in for. I spent another half hour in the parking lot afterwards, shaking hands, giving and getting hugs from people l'd spent more time with than my own family for almost 18 years. It was a good meal, but a lonely drive home....

Awesome.. I miss those people too, they become family just as much as your blood..

 

[Grace82]

My mom cooks the best pork chop casserole and banana pudding. She will cook every now and again but its been a good year since I've had it last! I might need to make a request this upcoming weekend!

 

[twiggymarie]

When I was a kid, every Thanksgiving, we'd go to my aunt's for Turkey Day dinner. Everything was delicious, she even made her own jellies cranberry sauce, but what I loved most were the homemade pies: chocolate silk, lemon meringue, pecan, apple, pumpkin...oh man, you have NO idea.

 

[ghost19]

Awesome.. I miss those people too, they become family just as much as your blood..

That is exactly right....

 

[Sundrop]

Probably an Easter dinner,about 1969,with my family..no doubt it was ham with mashed potatoes and gravy,carrots,peas and all the trimmings,and all kinds of cakes and pies..but not really the food,just the last time we were all together and happy before things happened and we lost some along the way.To be a little boy and loved in that house full of parents,sisters and brothers,was awesome..sorry to take away from the food direction of the question by the poster,but Lord I would love one time to have one of those dinners again..

♥

 

[DiO'Bolic]

Hot dogs cooked over an open fire when I was about 13-14. Four of us decided to go on an adventure hike the day after a monster snowstorm. We were walking along an embankment in the middle of nowhere. Suddenly we heard what sounded like boards breaking. We didn’t realize we were walking on a huge snowdrift that developed over the embankment we were traveling. A huge fissure opened up beneath us, just like in the movies, and swallowed us up, completely covering us with snow as we went down. We were completely disoriented, not knowing which was up or down... just cold whitish darkness. Me and another dug in the right direction and emerged from the snow, and called out for the other two. Hearing their screams we dug them out with our hands. After the ordeal we were all frozen, sore and tired and decided to cook our hot dogs and get warm by a fire. Best meal ever as it celebrated our victory over Mother Nature's cruel handwork.

 

[Doc Creed]

At our church there was an elderly lady that made chicken and dumplings that was like manna from heaven. She'd only make it for the family of someone who'd recently died and everyone joked that many of us would be dead before she'd bring her dish of dumplings...literally. When my grandmother died she brought a blue ceramic dutch oven full of chicken and dumplings, perfectly seasoned with small specks of onions and celery. The dumplings were airy, fully cooked biscuits and somehow buttery. She brought cornbread, too. We were all starving (but paradoxically not that hungry because of grieving) and these hot dumplings seemed to nourish our souls.

 

[Dana Jean]

At our church there was an elderly lady that made chicken and dumplings that was like manna from heaven. She'd only make it for the family of someone who'd recently died and everyone joked that many of us would be dead before she'd bring her dish of dumplings...literally. When my grandmother died she brought a blue ceramic dutch oven full of chicken and dumplings, perfectly seasoned with small specks of onions and celery. The dumplings were airy, fully cooked biscuits and somehow buttery. She brought cornbread, too. We were all starving (but paradoxically not that hungry because of grieving) and these hot dumplings seemed to nourish our souls.

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My mom made the best chicken and dumplings. Haven't had any for 8 years.

 

[HollyGolightly]

You gotta put a lot of love into good dumplin's .

I'm told my best dishes are my soups and I love cooking soup, and I usually make soup when it rains - so I'm good and happy. And I take my time and enjoy making it and it shows for sure. You'll find a lot of love and happy (and butter) in my soups.

Probably an Easter dinner,about 1969,with my family..no doubt it was ham with mashed potatoes and gravy,carrots,peas and all the trimmings,and all kinds of cakes and pies..but not really the food,just the last time we were all together and happy before things happened and we lost some along the way.To be a little boy and loved in that house full of parents,sisters and brothers,was awesome..sorry to take away from the food direction of the question by the poster,but Lord I would love one time to have one of those dinners again..

This touched my heart. I know exactly what you mean. If only you could slip into that when for a few minutes and bask in that moment.

My mom's partner makes these beans that are crazy good - I think they start out as white beans but he adds all this pork and pork skin and rendered fat and they become kind of golden. And he serves them with fried cornbread with onions in it. I don't even know if his beans have a name but I want them all the time. I never get tired of eating them. If my mom really wants me to come for a visit she baits me with Papa Don's beans.

 

[chief4db]

God made candy. It's fruit. In boot camp it was 102 degrees. We were in the field for 8 or 9 days. Hot, sweaty, dirty , tired ect. They passed out these huge oranges. Man I took a bite of that and was like oh my gosh. That was the most delicious thing I ever tasted. Man that was good.

 

[HollyGolightly]

Watermelon. I eat at least one a week all summer long.

 

[Tery]

Years ago, B was Employee of the Year at the TV station. Among the goodies he received was a $100 gift certificate for The Ruins, a restaurant so exclusive that it requires a membership to even get in the door. One of the Board members was a member and arranged for we lowly peons to eat there. This is the kind of place that doesn't even have the name on the door. It's in an old brick factory near the Seattle Center that had fallen into ruin, hence the name. It was fixed up but still has some half-walls and such inside. They change the menu according to the season, what's available, etc.

We started with an heirloom tomato salad that was surely made with the progenitors of all tomatoes. It was as if we tasted the apotheosis of the tomato. With balsamic vinegar and olive oil. Then, for the entree, it was Kobe beef loin with a wild mushroom sauce. This piece of meat was so tender that we could cut it with a fork. It was the kind of meat that could turn a vegan to the dark side. And the sauce... chanterelles, oyster mushrooms and a few others in this rich, buttery sauce. Dessert was a chocolate lava cake - this was back when they were a new thing. It was amazing. And the proper wines with every course. We ended up spending some of our own coin along with the gift certificate but, my lord, it was worth it.

 

[GNTLGNT]

Years ago, B was Employee of the Year at the TV station. Among the goodies he received was a $100 gift certificate for The Ruins, a restaurant so exclusive that it requires a membership to even get in the door. One of the Board members was a member and arranged for we lowly peons to eat there. This is the kind of place that doesn't even have the name on the door. It's in an old brick factory near the Seattle Center that had fallen into ruin, hence the name. It was fixed up but still has some half-walls and such inside. They change the menu according to the season, what's available, etc.

We started with an heirloom tomato salad that was surely made with the progenitors of all tomatoes. It was as if we tasted the apotheosis of the tomato. With balsamic vinegar and olive oil. Then, for the entree, it was Kobe beef loin with a wild mushroom sauce. This piece of meat was so tender that we could cut it with a fork. It was the kind of meat that could turn a vegan to the dark side. And the sauce... chanterelles, oyster mushrooms and a few others in this rich, buttery sauce. Dessert was a chocolate lava cake - this was back when they were a new thing. It was amazing. And the proper wines with every course. We ended up spending some of our own coin along with the gift certificate but, my lord, it was worth it.

 

[Doc Creed]

Years ago, B was Employee of the Year at the TV station. Among the goodies he received was a $100 gift certificate for The Ruins, a restaurant so exclusive that it requires a membership to even get in the door. One of the Board members was a member and arranged for we lowly peons to eat there. This is the kind of place that doesn't even have the name on the door. It's in an old brick factory near the Seattle Center that had fallen into ruin, hence the name. It was fixed up but still has some half-walls and such inside. They change the menu according to the season, what's available, etc.

We started with an heirloom tomato salad that was surely made with the progenitors of all tomatoes. It was as if we tasted the apotheosis of the tomato. With balsamic vinegar and olive oil. Then, for the entree, it was Kobe beef loin with a wild mushroom sauce. This piece of meat was so tender that we could cut it with a fork. It was the kind of meat that could turn a vegan to the dark side. And the sauce... chanterelles, oyster mushrooms and a few others in this rich, buttery sauce. Dessert was a chocolate lava cake - this was back when they were a new thing. It was amazing. And the proper wines with every course. We ended up spending some of our own coin along with the gift certificate but, my lord, it was worth it.

That sounds wonderful. What a cool vibe and edgy retreat. Why do I picture Brad Pitt and Edward Norton fighting in the basement while you guys chow down?

 

[Tery]

Why do I picture Brad Pitt and Edward Norton fighting in the basement while you guys chow down?

If they were, we couldn't hear them over the choir of angels singing for our repast.