What if we each only get a certain number of favorite meals?
Is it what we're eating that makes the list, who was around to share it, or what we had to do to get it?
I remember my most expensive meal. And it was worth every penny, and more. And I remember chewing on something for almost an hour while everyone else in the hut laughed at me. I was drunk so I laughed too; I think that mighta slowed me down.
What is a "Favorite Meal?"
The Donner party survivors might have one opinion, and Charleton Heston might say it's Soylent Green, but anyone should agree that it depends on where you were, who was around, and what you had to do to eat.
I once shot a smart assed squirel in the face with a single shot 20 gauge from 30 yards, peeking up between the crook of a tree way up, and he was delicious. I'll never forget him, unless it counts against my limit.