My grandmother's homemade burgers that had chopped onions in them. I didn't actually like them at time, but I can imagine them very clearly to this day.
Also when we were kids, I used to put a dollop of peanut butter in a bowl, and cover it with honey and icing sugar. I can still taste it; even crave it. In fact, I may still be riding the sugar high. I wouldn't dare try to recreate it today though.
I've always felt that smell was the strongest sense for evoking time and place. The smell of fried dough and cigarette smoke snaps me back to amusement parks with incredible force.
I guess it's the junk foods that really take me back.
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Building an artificial intelligence that appreciates Mozart is easy. Building an A.I. that appreciates a theme restaurant is the real challenge - Kit Roebuck - Nine Planets Without Intelligent Life
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