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Question of the Day: Do you have food allergies?

Here's my odd allergy -- tomatoes. I eat them and my tongue and lips swell, espcially if eating raw.

Question of the Day: How do you scream for ice cream?

I love ice cream, especially Blue Bell homemade vanilla (yes, I am in Texas, less than an hour away from the source of all Blue Bell goodness, Brenham, but most of you New Yorkers probably don't understand). We recently discovered the very special treat of gelatto.... too sinful. But I wouldn't trade my good old fashioned ice cream for it -- very often.

Question of the Day: What are your hometown favorite eats?

I am a native of Houston TX and recently moved back here after a stint in Chicago and Atlanta. The places I just had to go visit were Baba Yega's for their incredible turkey club sandwiches with dill potato salad, the 59 Diner for breakfast and the House of Pies for made from scratch lemon ice box.

When I go back to Chicago, I'll be pining for an Italian Beef from Portillo's... best non-Southern food I ever ate.

I hope to never again be subjected to Atlanta -- every time we found a good restaurant, it closed within weeks. Maybe we are bad luck.

Question of the Day: What dish needs to be fast food–ized?

I have to chime in on the "do we really need more fast food??" side of this discussion.

Question of the Day: What's your earliest food-related memory?

This question brought so many good food memories to mind, I had to become a member so I can add my own.

I remember being about 3 or 4 and visiting my great-grandmother. She always had little tea cakes (very Southern family). One day, we went and she had a special surprize: delicious little fried doughnut type lumps of dough, plopped -- still warm -- into a brown paper bag. We shook those bags forever before she would let us open them and eat.

The other great memory I have about food is having a taffy pull. I was lucky enough to know two of my great grandmothers and the taffy pull was at the other one's house. I was a little older and I have no idea how that taffy tasted -- but the laughs and stories we told while pulling candy so hot you had to keep adding cool butter to hands to keep from burning yourself.... it's a priceless memory.

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