Can food be better than sex?

What was first - the chicken, or the egg? This is the question the masses have been seeking an unequivocal answer to since  the time immemorial, and will be arguing over until the midst of time. About 4 years ago I had in Ottolenghi,a delicatessen in London, the best cheesecake ever - and I had had some wonderful cheesecakes in my life - this one was still slightly warm, fresh out of the oven, 4"deep, covered with the sweetest strawberries. I couldn't resist taking a bite there and then."This is better than sex"I exclaimed quite involuntarily to the startled server!" "I am not sure about that" he replied and rolled with laughter. Oh, the ignorance of youth! On the Eastbound Transatlantic Crossing 19 -26 November 2014 the food on The Queen Mary was the best I had ever had on a ship.Ever. Oh,I had my very fist and absolutely delicious hot dog on The Celebrity Eclipse when we sailed to St.Petersburg, there were the sandwiches I could write an ode about on The Independence in March 2011, I indulged in some culinary marvels on an Oceania six star ship in September last,but no-one,absolutely no-one can touch The Queen Mary on this Crossing. Every single meal a perfection, be it in the self-service restaurant on the 7th floor,or in the waiter serviced Britannia restaurant. Fillet steak melted in the mouth,lobster soft and mouthwatering needing nothing more than a squeeze of lemon,venison, oh the venison! Can food ever be better than sex? Can it!!! Sex can be heaven on earth.But it takes two...Heavenly food, if prepared for you by the best of the best, served to you by the nicest of the nicest, in surroundings sparkling and glossy, where you are fussed over,smiled at, your napkin is laid into your lap,water poured into a spotless glass,  around you happy, content faces...Is there anything more a mere mortal can wish for? The sublime pleasure of taste and smell nothing else can equal. After an exquisite meal the world somehow seems a much happier,much more beautiful place.