For Proust it was madeleines, for me it's Mikados, pink jam-filled, coconut dusted marshmallows on top of a somewhat nondescript biscuit. Mikados, Mr Perri crisps, Mi-wadi squash, HB ice-cream all evoke childhood memories.
Then there were the more 'exotic' treats like Wagonwheels and Munchies which could only be purchased across the border in Northern Ireland.
Of course, there was my mother's home cooking, her freshly baked cakes and scones, bread made with buttermilk, sometimes our own, sometimes from a neighbouring farm. Mostly her cooking was of the 'meat and two veg' variety for rice and pasta, peppers, garlic, courgettes and augergines had yet to become common ingredients in the Irish kitchen. To this day 'shepherds pie' remains one of my favourite winter comfort foods along with porridge, which strangely I didn't like as a child at all.
Not very happy with this image but thought I'd better take it before my props disappeared! It was a dull grey day and it was only after I'd uploaded it that I realised that the ISO was too high and there's a lot of noise. Serves me right for being too lazy and not getting my tripod out I guess.