reblog this and tag with a food you no longer have access to (closed restaurant, state you moved away from, ex’s mom’s cooking, etc) that will haunt you until your dying day, mine are the spicy chicken sandwich on the employee menu at the fine dining restaurant I was a prep cook at, and the onion bagel from the kosher place down the street from my house when I lived in the city
It’s not QUITE the same thing, but the first ever bbq pork bun I had, in like 2006 - I was like “Meh, I’m not wild about barbecue or pork” and my aunt was like “No, it’s really good, you have to try it” - was AMAZING, and I have been chasing that kind of transcendent char siu bao experience every since, to no avail.
(via propheticfire)
