I love asking people what the most precious memories they have. Most of them relate to their first years on this planet. So do mine, even though my childhood back in 1990s in Russia was not that bright, if come to think of it as an adult.
I remember one thing that we were up to one summer. My friends and I were craving for some snacks, but none of us had a penny to his name. We improvised. We were collecting some coins on the street during the days, exchanging glass bottles for some change. And here it was, we could afford something. So we would go and buy instant noodles, which were extremely cheap, and eat them as if they were chips. I recall the taste of the glutamate which was resembling chicken - DE-licious😏😁