Orecchiette alla crudaiola di rucola
La signoratumbleweed makes a mean one of these. Pasta shaped like little ears (hence the name), little toms, rocket (works with basil, too), raw garlic, buffalo mozzarella, olive oil.

I remain partial to a good steak, and the most memorable one was at Ulladulla RSL in 1986, mainly because my father had ordered scampi and wasn't expecting the whole fucking animal and a fingerbowl.

A proper Cornish pasty is hard to beat.

Worst thing? There was once a pork spare rib my mum cooked in 1980. I put it in my mouth, but stopped, thinking it was too big for good table manners. As I pulled it out again, an approximate shitload of maggots came wriggling out of it. The fuckers had survived freezing and cooking. We had a pizza delivered about half an hour later. (OK, I didn't actually eat it, so this prize must go to KLM for their "western vegetarian" option.)
(barbedwiretumbleweed Fast 'n' Bulbous!, Wed 1 Jun 2011, 21:50, 1 reply)

Maggots surviving freezing and cooking?
I don't think so.
( Michael Ellis contributes nothing, Thu 2 Jun 2011, 12:30, closed)