AN: This will be another series, similar to Phobia. There are, as of now, no references to my other stories.
McCoy's favourite food is the good old Georgia peach. It's sweet and juicy, and it reminds him of home, it reminds him of better days. There is nothing better than a Georgia peach when you're thousands of light years away from home, living in a tin can in the danger and darkness of space. Whether it's in a pie or tart, just like his mother used to make, in some other dessert, tinned or as jam, or even in a salad, or just plain and fresh, there is absolutely nothing better than a Georgia peach. It is Joanna's favourite too.
Chekov's favourite food is his mama's Russian borscht. Not just any borscht, his mama's borscht. No matter how many he tries, how many times he reprograms the replicator; it never quite tastes the same. Nothing tastes quite the same as his mama's borscht after a long run, an exam, when his latest paper is published, or even after a terrible day at school, one of the days when he comes home with cuts and bruises and a new scar. No, there is nothing in the universe to compare with his mama's borscht, warm and rich and comforting, it's just like his mama.
Sulu's favourite food is rice. That's right, just plain rice. It is not what one would expect of the adventure-loving, adrenaline-seeking pilot, but it is his favourite all the same. It's the sheer possibility of it, the adventures he can have consuming it in all the different ways, the way it never, ever gets old. Rice is not boring; rice has almost as many possible combinations and variants as parallel universes! It's hyperbole according to Spock, but he doesn't care. He'd eat it every day for the rest of his life, in every one of its multiple, glorious forms and variants. It's forever changing, never boring, yet still reminds him of home. It's a culinary adventure.
Scotty's favourite food is the sandwich. Two slices of bread and some filling, and he's happy and ready to go. It's tasty, convenient, not wasteful and can be eaten on the run, or while fixing the warp core. Anything and everything can go inside it, there's peanut butter, or leftover haggis, or corned beef, or turkey, or ham, or even marshmallows or bananas. A sandwich is just an old, old classic, forever changing, but always familiar, like an old friend, a good hyperspanner or a steady ship. It's a working man's lunch, and can be eaten without having to leave his work behind in someone else's incapable hands. Sandwiches are an engineer's friend, no doubt about that.
Uhura's favourite food is chocolate. Particularly so at that certain time of the month. What woman doesn't enjoy chocolate? It's sweet and rich and creamy and laden with calories, it's a guilty pleasure for sure. It's quite the forbidden fruit. It's one of those things you know you shouldn't eat, but can't help eating anyway. It's sensuous and comforting, it makes you happy and warm inside, it's the best thing to eat on the couch while watching a movie and crying your heart out. Just because she's a woman in Starfleet, doesn't make her any different to any other woman out there.
Kirk's favourite food is the apple. They're nutritious, tasty and easy to eat on the run, so they're perfectly convenient for him. Eating them also seems to annoy Bones, as an apple a day keeps the doctor away, so that's a nice extra bonus, except for around physical time or whenever Bones has a hypo in his hand. They can be eaten one-handed, or no-handed, though that didn't end well, in combat or on the Bridge. They are just the perfect snack for a man of action, and as that's what he is, the apple is the perfect food for him.
Spock does not have a favourite food. It is illogical to prefer one form of sustenance over all others. It is illogical to have a preference for food unless one suffers from physical or mental harm after consumption, such as in the case of chocolate for him or the Captain's allergies. However, he is partial to Vulcan foods, finding them more palatable than Terran foods. He is also extremely partial to his mother's cooking, particularly so her versions of popular Terran foods made using Vulcan ingredients and adjusted to be palatable for Vulcans. It is therefore unfortunate that these foods are no longer in existence, his mother now deceased and all her belongings destroyed. It is saddening that his mother is gone, illogically so.
AN: Please contribute ideas for favourite things! Though there are no guarantees they will be written, without your suggestions, this story will be only a few chapters!
Disclaimer: I do not own Star Trek.
