I don't like stabilized peanut butter like Skippy, JIF and so forth.  They're made to stay mixed together without refrigeration, which requires adding hydrogenated oil, and kids like them because they're full of sugar--and the sugar is why I would never let Jennifer eat it when she was growing up.

When we go to Hawaii, I am always on my ever-present quest for the perfect Mai Tai.  It's weird--I don't even like rum all that well, but there's something about a good Mai Tai that makes Hawaii even better.

This isn't about thin crust, gourmet pizza.  This is about pies.  Sicilian pies. 

Since Domino's sucks, it isn't in the running.  Even Buono's in San Pedro can't compete.  This place makes the best pizza around, hands down.

You've seen plenty of new definitions, some allegedly from Washington Post contests and so forth, with fun new meanings for words we use every day, or new words made out of some others.  My favorite definitions are still those that Ambrose Bierce published in what came to be known as The Devil's Dictionary.  He was one of the most acerbic wits ever.

Some excellent definitions for 2008:

Electile Dysfunction, n.  The inability to become aroused over any of the choices for president put forth by either party in the 2008 election year. 

Political correctness, n.  A doctrine fostered by a delusional, illogical minority and rabidly promoted by an unscrupulous mainstream media, which holds forth the proposition that it is entirely possible to pick up a turd by the clean end.

Years ago, Adlai Stevenson had some great ones, too, including:

Editor, n.  One who separates the wheat from the chaff--and then prints the chaff.