Yup, I had seen bananas and once smelled them at an open market, but could not afford one as they were a rarity in 1960's Croatia. Then when our plane touched down in Portland, as we emigrated to the USA in 1969, my uncle had a whole crate of bananas waiting for us at his home. I was in heaven!!!
Bananas today, meh, they're ok.
Fun thread Peter; thanks!
Ok, movie time...
I would have to say my mom's peanut butter cookies and chocolate cookies too.