Breakfast couscous with honey yoghurt, spiced fruit compote, pistachios & warm milk!

Oh my goodness.  The photo is really shoddy and it looks like a lump of yogurt, but this was one of the most original and tasteful breakfasts I have ever had.  The salty green pistachio bits were so yummy with the sour yogurt, which in turn was delightful with the sweet and light couscous.  Something I would happily pay to have again.

I wonder if it is possible to remember all your most pleasurable experiences in your life, or if they merely peak in the moment and then disappear?  Off the top of my head I can only recall a couple of insanely memorable food experiences, although I'm sure I've had plenty more.  One that particularly resonates with me is being on music tour in Italy when I was about 16, and eating zabaglione, a traditional dessert made of whipped eggs and marsala.  I had never tried anything like it before, and the tart, thick warmth of it filled my mouth.  The custard was so white and perfect it was like swallowing porcelain whole.  I've never had it again since but the memory of it is so imprinted in my mind I think I could probably be given three different types and be able to pick which one it was just by looking at it.