My father has been gone 5 years. He died less than 2 weeks after his birthday so the time between the two dates has become a time where I think of him often.
The first year, my sister and I went to my favorite hot dog stand from childhood and ate Chicago dogs with fries in his honor.
This year, I was with my nephew and we happened to notice a shop that sold ice cream filled donuts! When the children were little, he had convinced them even if they were full, there was a separate “dessert pocket” in their stomachs so they could always join him for dessert. His favorite dessert was profiteroles and this was basically a giant version of one.