I'd have to say the one sense that I could live without would be the sense of taste. The sense of touch lets me know if I'm in danger, my sense of smell let me know if there is a fire, my sense of sight lets me know where to go, my sense of hearing lets me hear everything, but my sense of taste is simply for enjoyment...yeah...so there.

I'd probably make my famous spaghetti for my brother; he's never had it so..