This is hard. As a somewhat obese American man, it is no shocker that I love food. I love cooking it and ordering in. A lot of what I eat might have some of my friends say is "gross" and "puke-worthy", but I enjoy trying unique combos and seeing if they work. Sometimes I'll strike gold like with peanut butter ramen and sometimes having ice cream and nachoes within 3 hours of each other will result in stomach pains.

But I am getting away from the point.

I do love food, but I would be lying if I said the thing that I love most is Chinese food. Doesn't matter if it's traditional or American Chinese food from Panda and the like. A good plate of orange chicken, chow mein, some egg rolls, and the like is the best way to get me to be happy.