A Diner Breakfast platter does it for me β especially when its well into the crackhead hours of the night.
I'd post a picture, but honestly, pictures from google don't do the dish justice on how deliciously terrible their presentation is in reality.
Burnt or under cooked bacon; greasy sunny side up eggs; decent hash browns; and that order of coffee which doesn't taste completely like it should, but it'll be a cold day in hell before you don't force yourself to finish that cup.
It's the epitome of comfort food: unhealthy, personal, great no matter how bad its made, and will always be an option no matter how old I get.