I think it’s often the memory attached to the food rather than the actual meal.
Ours were always cakes and biscuits mum made from the Edmonds cookbook (the biscuit tin was always full)
Sausage “glug” as in sausage stew that made a Glug Glug noise when it boiled once the cornflour slurry thicker was added. (Literally chopped up sausages boiled in gravy with veggies) with kumera, silverbeet, potato and pumpkin mashed together
Venison stew with buttery mashed spuds and green beans
Condensed milk and coffee (the mixed stuff that used to come in a tube) - we were allowed one at “Smoko” when deer hunting with my dad (it was a lot of walking so was likely a way to get us to stop complaining with a sugar and caffeine overload)
Condensed milk Milos on a cold stormy summers day (while in a tent)
peach sponge with vanilla custard - mum always made it with home bottled peaches and homemade custard
Bacon and egg pie with a layer of sausage meat on top of the pastry then the egg and bacon on top
Steak and cheese pie
Long doughnuts filled with fresh whipped cream and a tiny spot of jam
Cheese on toast with homemade tomato relish under the cheese
Lamb curry (with curry powder and raisins)
Corned beef with mustard sauce
Mince with 2 minute noodles and “Singapore noodle” Maggi mix (it wasn’t and will never been an actual Asian dish)