Two - either the massive bbq lobster with big fat chips I had on Lamu in 1989 (which cost all of about two quid

), or going back further than that, the Capon we had for Xmas dinner in the late 70's/early 80's when we were staying with friends in their very basic 'cottage' in Wales.
The dad, who was a great cook anyway, did it in the bread oven at the side of the huge fire.
It took hours and hours and hours...and eventually I was so exhausted that I retired upstairs to the 'bedroom' (basically the attic, with a floor full of damp mattresses and sleeping bags

).
It was eventually done some time after 3am, so I was woken up to go and eat it and it was by far the most delicious bit of meat I have ever eaten (and not just because I was starving).....so succulent and so, soooo full of flavour.
I can't remember what we had with it (although whatever it was would have been delicious too, for sure), but I've been lusting after the taste of that particular capon ever since....fucking lovely.
Pete's dead now - but he's certainly left me with probably my greatest food memory.
