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Feb242013

Last Meal

Cookie cake my brother ordered for my birthday from the Great American Cookie Company. December 15, 2012.

Months ago, prompted by something that would make the discussion sound less macabre, a couple Twitter friends and I discussed our last meal.

Not that any of us do anything to beckon the executioner. Or, at least, I don’t. (I can’t speak for Nadeem and Amy.) And not that the Texas executioner honors last-meal requests anymore: The tradition ended in 2012 when Senator John Whitmire (D-Houston) argued that criminals shouldn’t get such perks.

All this aside, I knew straightaway the makeup of my last meal:  

  • A cheese plate with a selection of at least five offerings—including a prime goat cheese and a huge hunk of brie—with crackers, walnuts, and honey.
  • A pizza from Dolce Vita—unless a miracle makes it possible for one to arrive hot and fresh from Italy.
  • A large cookie cake from The Great American Cookie Company with lots of edges (the best part) and substantial chocolate frosting—yet with swaths of plain cookie as well. (A mix of iced and plain cookie is critical in a cookie cake.)

Seem like a huge amount of food? Give me a break here—it’s not as though I eat this much on an average occasion. Or even over the course of an average week.

And yes, I know what’s listed doesn’t match my eating plan and I’d feel horrible the following day. Know what? I think I’d feel pretty horrible anyway.

What would you eat as your last meal?

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Reader Comments (7)

Hummus and Taftoon bread but not just any place. From a Persian restaurant in the gaslamp district in San Diego (just can't remember the name of the place.)

Barbecue chicken, but not just any. When I was twelve I spent a summer in Guatemala and after an afternoon of seeing Mayan ruins we stayed at a hotel in some remote jungle village that had a first class restaurant in an open veranda style setting. I want THAT chicken.

Coffee and Beignets from Cafe du Monde on Decatur street in New Orleans.

In the same general spirit I ask you this question. Years ago some friends and I pondered where we would travel (anywhere around the world) to match the seasons or months for a year. Money is no object of course. I wish I could remember the whole list but part of it went like this:

New England for late October
Paris in the spring
Tuscany for the grape harvest

Hope you get the idea.

February 24, 2013 | Unregistered CommenterWilliam Pora

For my last meal, I would want access to all the hawker stalls in Newton Circus, Singapore. Among the items I'd be ordering would be satay, cockles in black bean sauce, and fresh starfruit juice. Dessert would be the peppermint stick ice cream that used to be carried by Howard Johnson's. I'd also like a really fine pinot noir.

But what's on the table is of secondary importance. What really matters, is who's on the chairs eating it with me. The best meals are shared.

February 24, 2013 | Unregistered Commenterrebecca

Here's where I realize how much of a foodie I am NOT compared to most other people. Cookie cake and pizza or Guatemalan barbecue chicken and cockles in black bean sauce? Hm. :)

And Will, you got it! Maybe I'll do a post on that idea!

February 26, 2013 | Registered CommenterLeslie Farnsworth

What strikes me about the chosen meals is what a bunch of sentimentalists we all are. None of it is particularly fancy. I chose street food from my childhood, William the chicken from a family trip when he was 12, and cookie cakes and pizza sound like typical American kids food to me.

In my foodie dreams, I'd love a chance to eat at the French Laundry or Momofuko (with somebody else picking up the tab) but for my last meal, I want what I grew up with.

February 27, 2013 | Unregistered Commenterrebecca

Good point, Rebecca! And interesting, isn't it? I'm not a foodie in the slightest--so fancy restaurants don't capture my attention much. However, there has to be something in that even the foodies among us would hark back to food with memories and history than to new and elaborate food if we could only eat one more meal. Interesting!

February 28, 2013 | Registered CommenterLeslie Farnsworth

We were pretty good with coming up with the menu but not as good in scheduling it :) #lastmeal

March 10, 2013 | Unregistered CommenterNadeem

No kidding, Nadeem! Someday!

March 10, 2013 | Registered CommenterLeslie Farnsworth

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