Today’s question comes from the Chatham Police – “What would you choose as your last meal?”
Question of the Day, August 14
Today’s question comes from the Chatham Police – “What would you choose as your last meal?”
John Coffey in The Green Mile: Cornbread, meat loaf, mashed potatoes with gravy, okra, and peach cobbler
2 lbs King Crab legs and a made from scratch Caesar salad.
chicken fried steak, mashed potatoes and gravy with turnip greens, blueberry pie
An 18 year old blonde ( female) babe who’s stacked !
A seafood platter with king crab legs, shrimp, and baked salmon with a Ceaser’s salad, a fine white burgundy or chablis for wine, and an immense slice of moist chocolate cake with chocolate icing, followed by a last nip of Fireball & Rumchata.
Admin- You will fit in well in the south when you move there after you retire. That is some fine southern food you listed.
Filet Mignon, Lobster, Steak Fries, Steamed Broccoli, and Ballantine Ale.
I would like to eat the liver and heart of the prosecutor who sent me to death row and drink Tequila from his or her still warm brain case.
But that’s just me.
HZK- Good answer but…..damn.
@ Hope: eeewwwww!!!!
Bacon – crisp, but not too crisp. If I wanted charcoal, I’d ask for it. Home fries with onions and peppers. Fruit platter with mainly sweet, ripe cantaloupe and berries. No fucking bananas!!!! And a glass of spicy hot V-8 vegetable juice.
Nice balance of fat, carbs, veggies, and fruit. Gotta watch the waistline. Heh.
Wow, great question.
Biggest pain in the ass is I would want my own cooking, think that could happen?
Big ole’ ribeye steak, bloody and grilled to perfection. Peas sauteed in olive oil with lots of garlic and onions. Maybe a side of my hamburger gravy (I’m such a simple girl) on my homemade biscuits. A huge glass of 100% not pasteurized, organic, full fat milk. Oh yeah, a couple Fat Tire beers, but Guinness (from Ireland, not this ‘murkin crap) would do too.
For desert, I’m thinking a thick slice of blueberry pie with a huge dollop of real whipped cream.
Great, now I’m hungry.
You die of a heart attack at the end of the meal. Perfect.
Start with a seafood cocktail, then lobster tail, a charbroiled steak & Mac n Cheese. Wash it down with a few Boddington’s. Screw the salad.
A plate of cured olives/cheeses/cured meats followed by a green salad, gazpacho, Spanish pan, surf and turf paella, a different beer to go with each, caramel flan, a bowl of fruit and finish it off with a small glass of Pedro Ximemenz wine.
Spaghetti, meatballs and sausages with mashed potatoes and onions on the side. A side of calves liver and bacon with yellow wax string beans. And for dessert, a gallon of Friendly’s forbidden chocolate ice cream and a whole box of ring dings.
Oh crap. My bad. That’s what i ate last night.
…veal parmesan, pasta, french roll, espresso, chocolate mouse and a leggy brunette across the table.
Four, over easy, fried eggs, bacon, grits, red eye gravy, scratch biscuits, coffee, and a double shot of Granddaddy Mims Moonshine.
Half dozen ROTTEN eggs and some RANCID pork ….. so I can puke and rain liquid shit on the motherfuckers who interviewed me.
A serious answer …
Sauerbraten and spaetzle, German potato salad, sweet and sour cabbage, knödel, sauerkraut and brats, and a dinner roll oozing with butter.
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