When I was 14, I was home alone a lot in the evenings. I had no culinary skills (and was apparently very Mowgli-esque), so I created my own nightly "dinner" out of stuff we had in the pantry: a concoction made of drained oriental-flavor ramen noodles, crunchy chinese noodles and a little Heinz 57 sauce. Toss together and enjoy!

I guess the sin is that even now, when I pass any of the ingredients in the grocery store, I have fleeting cravings for it.