DeusEx
Headphoneus Supremus
I remember my first good lamb in 5th grade - it was the night of the debut of my dad's friend's daughter, who's a professional soprano, and the celebration was at a high-end Italian restaurant in San Diego. First bite was incredible. Then I ordered another dish. Luckily i wasn't footing the bill that dinner, or else I would have had to do the equivalent of mowing several months worth of lawns after that..