Which food, when you eat it, instantly transports you to childhood?

Nothing screaming “imma red blooded American” like….

Dearest Gentle Reader,

From Pan Puri to processed slices, the responses reflect the world’s variety of foods. Your author finds these individualized responses beautifully amusing!

Yet, as someone with an obsessive passion and subsequent training in the culinary conundrum your author still goes bananas over a box of Kraft Deluxe.

Boujee parents don’t fuck with powdered cheese. Period.

I can still remember my seven year old pride blooming like the Corpse Flower when presenting my parents with a meal of Mac and Cheese and slightly warmed Campbells chicken soup.

We’ve come a long way since then!