There was this one mom and pop burger joint that had the simplest, most basic, super greasiest burgers but to this day they were the best burgers I’ve ever tasted. The place was tucked away in an alley and it was one of those “you have to be a local to even know this exists” places.
Also, having moved from a smaller town to a bigger city, I miss how close everything and everyone was. You wanted to go see someone, or go do something, it was always just a walk away instead of having to deal with all the hullabaloo of traffic and bus lines and yada yada.
I’m from Ft. Worth, TX and have lived in CT for 20 years and I couldn’t put my finger on what exactly it was that I missed most about it until I went down there last year. It’s the balmy evening breeze. Gets me every time.