Maker: Nabisco

These buttery disks put saltines to shame. That those flavorless squares can call themselves "cracker" is an insult to the supremely delicious rounds of glory that are Ritz crackers. Finishing a sleeve of these is not enough to quelch our appetites. Don't stop until you leave the red box on the ground, tattered, while you cry in the corner. They're tears of joy, ma. You don't understand.