Sorry, this is going to be long, but I am physically incapable of just writing lists - I'm a noodler, so here goes, hope it works, sorry about it's length:
Johnny Depp movies - Dead Man, Blow, Fear & Lothing in Las Vegas, Edward Scissorhands and (here comes the sticky part) Benny & Joon, or What's Eating Gilbert Grape or Secret Window. I'm going to say Secret Window. I also really like Once Upon A Time in Mexico - but only the Johnny scenes - the rest of the movie is too ridiculous to sit through - just fast forward to Agent Sand's scenes and you'll be okay. Edward Scissorhands nearly choked me to death. I cried so hard . . . and so long . . that Don feared for me. Just listening to the soundtrack sends me into another head trip. (That's also when I became enamoured of Danny Elfman's music.) Anyway, Dead Man struck such a huge chord in me. I watched it so many times (in slo-mo, for heaven's sake). When he stabs the trading store guy's hand to the counter and pulls out his gun . . . holy moly, I had to watch that in slow motion several times, 'cause Johnny's movements were so sure, so graceful and he so totally meant it). Anyway, finally Don said he wanted to watch it, 'cause I was so obviously smitten with this movie. So he watched it, and started out complaining about the slow pace, black & white, heavy background music, etc. Whatever. Then, about 1/3 of the way through it, Don got sucked in, too. He loved it. He became a hard-core admirer of JD from that movie. Then, he started watching all Johnny's movies with me. (Which kind of sucks, 'cause there are times when you have to watch a Johnny Depp movie, alone (thank you very much, knew you'd understand). Oh shoot, I forgot Pirates of the Carribean. Good for you, Johnny, but I'll still take Dead Man or Edward Scissorhands, first.
Novels: To Kill a Mockingbird, Shantaram, Gone With The Wind, Little Women, Shogun. Or anything by Amy Tan. Or Jan Karon. Or Mark Twain. Or, of course, anything Hunter S Thompson.
Places: The woods, the desert, the mountains, the ocean, or home.
Songs: Sweet Baby James, Songs to Aging Children, Baba O'Riley, Fever, The Solid Rock. I also like just about everything The Beatles ever did and Glen Miller and Mozart and Bing Crosby and, and, and.
Food: Raisins (I know, I know), trout almandine, popcorn, cheese and um . . . salad (but only if it's topped with the house dressing from Soulards - a fabulous restaurant in St Louis that makes the best - ever - salad dressing.) Or, meat, vegetables, fruits, grains and dairy products - what can I say, I'm easy.
Of course, all this could change tomorrow - shifting and making room for movies, books, songs and food that I haven't seen, read, heard or eaten yet. But the places thing, I doubt if that ever changes.
DEPP: Frequent flipping. You have to even it out on both sides. And don't use a high flame. Take your time. You need patience with bacon. You have to maintain a calm attitude with pork.