here's an old one to start it off:
sometimes i dream in food. rich flavors and vibrant colors. i awake with the taste of them on my tongue's memory.
a few years ago i dreamed of baklava.
mandarin orange and almond baklava.
and i dreamed of the secret ingredient.
not the part about boiling the honey lemon syrup with a mandarin orange spice tea bag, although that is good in any baklava.
just enough cayenne pepper to keep it feeling warm on the tongue. rolling it around in the roof of your mouth gives a delicious hint of heat but not enough to know that someone spiked your brown sugar with capsaicin.
and considering that i made some for a friend's party and it all got eaten, i have to guess it was a great idea
not a world changer but they can't all be mind shattering concepts.