A Peanut Buster Parfait from Dairy Queen.
Honestly. Of all the delicious foods I’ve had in restaurants, all the fantastic meals I’ve made (if I do say so myself), a Peanut Buster Parfait is one of the most memorable things I’ve ever eaten.
It was the first or second year I was in my house and I had spent all day killing myself working outside. I was exhausted and had that feeling of satisfaction when you’ve finished a huge job where you could see results. You know … like vacuum marks on the rug, only on a larger scale.
So instead of making dinner I went to Dairy Queen and got a Peanut Buster Parfait.
It was about 7 o’clock when I got home with it. I took it outside and sat on the front porch eating it. It was a quiet weekend with just the sound of the bugs and a few neighbours cutting their lawn in the distance.
I was genuinely happy at that moment and that Peanut Buster Parfait will go down as one of the best meals I’ve ever had. Chock it up to I was really hungry and really hot and really happy to have gotten a big job done.
Whenever I think of my favourite meals it’s always up at the top.
Then there were the Barnacles when I was in Portugal. Equally memorable, but in a different way. Barnacles. The things you find stuck to the bottom of a boat. They look like fish penises. They taste like fish penises with a touch of venereal disease.
So today, before we head into the weekend, I ask you …
What is the most memorable thing you ever ate?
Have a good weekend filled with Peanut Buster Parfaits. Or barnacles. Depending on your preferences of course.