This may be more of an obsessive compulsion than a fetish, but when I'm having a meal, I have to eat the part of it I like most last, and I can't finish any part of it way ahead of the other parts unless it is clearly the part I like least. This involves evenly dwindling portions of food, and eventually I end up with bite-sized morsels of every component of the meal and have to decide what order to eat them in to maximize my enjoyment.
Twice, I was eating two pieces of toast, one with butter and one with butter and jam--these are two different taste experiences so they must be eaten with this in mind. I noticed about 3/4s of the way through the toast that I had eaten both slices down with unconsciously identical bite patterns. The two pieces matched exactly. This has happened to me two times and neither time did I notice I was doing it.
It also creates a difficulty when I am sharing food with others, because they are not in my head and can mess up my carefully calibrated mastication procedure. My girlfriend likes to steal food off my plate. Once we were out for pizza, and we each had a different type. She had a couple slices left and was finished, and I had one. I was hungry enough to finish all of it, but I liked my pizza better and couldn't take her pieces until I was sure she wasn't going to take my last one in return, because I needed to finish with my pizza.
I also love leather boots, leather in general (especially the smell), gorgeous and well-performing soft- and hardware, knitting, reading,
socks, podcasts, bacon, movement, music, Ancient Egypt, webcomics, handmade clothing (especially by my roommate), the wind, "Firefly," Bill Nighy, Emma Thompson, and puppies.
