I second the peanut butter. I hadn't eaten peanut butter in years (had to watch my girlish figure...it's a little more "womanly" these days), but when my Mom sent a jar to me in Spain, I thought I had died and gone to heaven. I took the jar to class, and between me and my classmates, we emptied the entire jar, amid grunts of pleasure and Homer Simpson drooling sounds.