I worship scones and danishes. If I never had another meal, I wouldn't care as long as I could eat pastries and jelly doughnuts.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I will eat disgusting things, but only those with long established culinary traditions.
Oddly enough, I'm not religious but I'm also very fond of St Peter's in Rome. When I'm there, I always know there's a good meal not far away.
Food, in the end, in our own tradition, is something holy. It's not about nutrients and calories. It's about sharing. It's about honesty. It's about identity.
I grew up to the smell of doughnuts, scones, pies, and bread.
I'm not very into pastas or heavy foods like meat, but pastries, especially if they come from a really nice French bakery, I go crazy over! I try to allow myself those little treats in the morning for breakfast, then I have a lighter lunch.
I'm vegetarian, but I love Thanksgiving dinner: faux turkey, stuffing and mashed potatoes.
I was kosher until I had my Bar Mitzvah, and I parlayed officially becoming a man into telling my father I wanted to eat cheeseburgers.
The only meal I have is dinner.
If you reject the food, ignore the customs, fear the religion and avoid the people, you might better stay at home.
I like salty, creamy foods. I could sit down with a bag of chips and French onion dip and go to town! That would be on my last-supper list.