Bean and Cheese breakfast tacos are my comfort food.

Tamales are my comfort food...And I don't go to them...they come to me like magic:

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My grandmama's biscuits. They were constant at breakfast, lunch, and dinner in her house, with sausage or gravy in the morning, tomatoes at lunch, and just plain butter at dinner. Every summer when I find the first good beefsteak tomatoes, I make up a batch and have tomato-biscuit sandwiches. Hurry up with the tomatoes, farmers!

There are very many indeed, but one that will stay with me forever was a miraculous sausage sandwich that my mother fixed on one of my stints home from college. I've tried recreating it and failed, but describing it is easy: it was a spinach and feta sausage that she braised, pan-fried to crisp the casing, and then butterflied, and she served it on toasted Italian bread with mayo, tomatoes, fresh basil (you expected lettuce, right? but why not something a hundred times more flavorful?), and the kicker: an extraordinary artisanal thyme-apple jelly she procured from the farmers' market. One bite sold me; I've never attacked a sandwich with such alacrity. She made me a second one.

Pierogies. My mom made them for me once or twice a year when I was a kid, I try to pick them up once a month from the polish cart downtown