I suppose this is rather morbid of me... but Samuel Johnson once said something to the effect of, Nothing so focuses a man's mind as being hung first thing in the morning..
Well, assume for a moment that you have been condemned to the gallows for all eternity and thus have the opportunity to order your very final repast... What, if anything, would you request?
Oh, incidentally, this is actually intended to be light-hearted,, blame my warped sense of humour.
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.......All those moments ... will be lost ... in time ... like tears in rain.
If it can be anything, A sample of Dick Cheney's brain. I'm about to die and I'd like to see if eating people's brains and gaining there powers is true, and I'd really like the power of maiming someone and making the apologize for it. Might come in handy on the day of the execution if I say, try and resist.
If it has to be a food, something along the lines of a home-made KFC type meal (Chicken, mashed potatoes, gravy, corn, etc), with a pack of mentos and a two liter of diet coke. My execution will be self inflicted dammit!
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dragon wench wrote:I suppose this is rather morbid of me... but Samuel Johnson once said something to the effect of, Nothing so focuses a man's mind as being hung first thing in the morning..
Ain't that the truth? When I wake up in the morning and look down, I find myself incredibly focused.
Hrm. Final meal, eh? I suppose I'd have to go with a Red Bull. If the commercials and their motto are true and Red Bull does give you wings, I can use the wings to keep from asphyxiating, if not to fly away. Let's see. Last meal, last meal... I honestly don't know if there is something I'd want to be my last meal. Maybe some real KFC chicken, mashed potatoes, and finish it off with a slice of cheesecake. Oh, and a few cans of ice cold Pepsi. Yum. If I have to be executed, at least allow me to suckle on the nectar of the gods one last time.
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My last meal, eh? Well, I would like to dine on gunpowder and bullets so that if I was executed via the electric chair, I'll explode, taking everybody in the room with me! Muahahahaha! :devil:
Just kidding. Anyway, I'll like to dine on turkey, sausages and salmon before execution. Enjoy it while you're still alive.
''They say truth is the first casualty of war. But who defines what's true? Truth is just a matter of perspective. The duty of every soldier is to protect the innocent, and sometimes that means preserving the lie of good and evil, that war isn't just natural selection played out on a grand scale. The only truth I found is that the world we live in is a giant tinderbox. All it takes...is someone to light the match" - Captain Price
I think for me, since I love East Indian food, it would be something like Butter Chicken, Naan, Daal, and some of the various vegetable dishes.
I'd probably have it accompanied by a couple of honey ales from one of my favourite microbreweries.
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I'd have whatever Jesus had, then come back a couple of days later and laugh at the executioner.
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I'd want a bowl of tomato bisque and a grilled cheese with some quality cheddar in it. Or velveeta and campbells with saltines crackers if the jail is on a budget.
I would like to eat it in front of a furnace duct outlet. aka a register.
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I would like to start off with perfect Carpaccio, then a serving of newly boiled fresh water shrimp of the Scandinavian type, then a humongous fillet of wild boar spiced with truffles(sp?) Hasselback potatoes, fresh ruccula salad with pumpkin seed oil dressing, and finish off with a mixed citrus sorbet with slightly heated wild berries on top. To compliment that meal I would like so much vintage single malt whisky and classic grape that I would feel so crap in the morning that I won't mind anyone killing me.
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How about going out with a boom like Mr Creosote from Monty Pyton's The Meaning of Life?
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@Moonbiter: The final course is where we concur completely. I would expand it thus:
A big, fat herbarette.
1 liter of some cheapo, awful vodka.
Another herbarette.
Tequila. Lots of it.
Gimme some Mad Dog 20/20. Time to return to my roots.
A final herbarette.
2 Whoppers with cheese.
I'm with ya, Moonbiter. The aftermath would make death an attractive alternative to the wretched suffering I'd be going through otherwise. The whoppers are in there because at some point, cookies will be tossed...and I'd want something for the guards to remember me by.
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No contest for me. I would have The Prime Rib Portobello (I cannot remember the entree's exact name) from "The Vineyard" restaurant outside of San Antonio Texas. That was the finest meal I have "ever" had. The beef was aged just right, marinated perfectly, and cooked with succulent portobello mushrooms on top. My mouth waters just remembering it. The restaurant is a couple miles outside the city on a lonely old Texas Farmroad (FM1002??)
I've been able to enjoy some great meals over the years, but that meal was head and shoulders beyond anything else.
OK... this is bizarre, morbidity must be contagious these days
I was just browsing a local "foodie" magazine and happened to notice that they'd asked a number of chefs almost exactly this question... *hears twilight zone music playing the background*
