Dunlop Tortex fins here. The purple ones. They are probably the thickest pick I have ever touched. The goofy shape really helps keep them in my mitt. Teardrop picks shoot across the room in seconds. My guitarist never wants a pick back after I borrow it, there's not that much of it left.
Fender Mediums, When I can't find any around the house I can usually find at least a dozen or so under the drivers seat of my car. When we're playing, and switch to a song that I no longer need a pick I usually just drop it on the floor and grab one from the mic. stand next time I need one. I usually lose quite a few this way but it's pretty convenient as long as you buy 'em by the gross and remember to pick them up off the floor after the gig.
I have also learned that there is a time and place for them. Somehow, my hands are confused playing with a metal band. Picks give the attack but lack the feeling, fingers are faster sometimes. Joey hates when I change to fingers, I accent differently. Wife also hates finding picks in the laundry.
Fender mediums. I bite them in the middle for a little traction. Works for me. A woman at a show asked me for a pick a couple of months ago. I handed her one from on top of my amp. She handed it back and said "There aren't any bite marks on it. Could you please put some in it"? Crazy.
You can put kittens in the oven, but that don't make 'em biscuits.
