LAST MEAL MENU

I sometimes think I have a really weird mind but blogging has taught me that no thought I can come up with, hasn't been thought of before and by a bunch of people. The Internet is a great leveler. We are not nearly as unique as we would like to think.

I have played a game with myself for years and usually when I tell people of it, they look a bit shocked at first, but then play right along. It starts with the hypothetical question,"If you were on death row, what would your last meal consist of?"

I guess I use death row because that is the only circumstance where your life has a time limit, down to the minute. Regardless of your heinous crime, you are allowed to eat anything you wish. Those circumstances do not occur in the everyday person's life. Of course in my fantasy, I would be wrongly accused but the call doesn't come from the governor till the last minute, after I eat. So eat I will.

Often when I have been eating in a restaurant and the food has been exceptionally divine, I will say out loud, "That is going on my death row last meal list." This always starts the debate after the shock of my premise wears off.

I have found through the years that my "last meal" changes as my tastes expand along with my waist line. But there are the basics that never change. My only fear is that my stomach will not hold all I want. Besides having a free choice menu, there is also the blissful freedom at that point, knowing that nothing you eat will alter your longevity one bit. Bring on the fat and bring on the sweets. Cholesterol, take a hike.

I am sure I would want a pound of crisp bacon as an appetizer. Yes, you heard me, a whole pound. After I polished that off, the skin of a whole turkey would proceed a leg of lamb. OK, by all rights I am exploding right now but this is a fantasy and I would continue. Hopefully, the Out Back Restaurant would cater part of the meal as I would want one of their sweet potatoes. Mercy they are good. They make pie filling seem bland. That would eliminate any need for dessert.

Since my fantasy stomach would still be on the empty side after chomping through a rare Filet Mignon, I would request Lily's Chicken from the Bonefish Grill which is chicken breast, goat cheese, sauteed spinach, artichoke hearts and lemon basil sauce. Sometimes we have a meal that the memory of it stays with us forever, Lily's Chicken is one. Thanks Jill and Luis for that lovely treat.

Since they won't give me any wine with my supper (prison rules), I will just want water to leave room for more food. By now, they would probably be putting away the lethal injection needles or unplugging the chair for my gluttony would have done the states work for them. Probably wouldn't even make it to the governor's call.

Fortunately, my fantasy is just that, a fantasy. I really do try to eat properly for health reasons. However, remove those health concerns and I would be scary at a dinner table. Those would be my choices today, tomorrow they could be different. Well don't know about you but I'm mentally stuffed. Think I'll take a walk after I finish my oatmeal. Whee.

Now my question for you. What would be on your "last meal" menu?