Shells with butter from my stepmother's father (an Italian chef). He used some sort of delicious buttery magic that for me, as a child with a sensitive palate, adored. I have been unable to recreate since my high school graduation party (the last time he made it for me).
What’s a meal that haunts you because you can never have it again? Mine is mango rundown tofu, from Jamerica in Madison. I’ve tried unsuccessfully to recreate it form other recipes and nothing has ever come close. And if you search for it, you find tons of posts from other people who also miss it.