Your Last Meal

If you can have alcohol, I can have bong hits. Or, if you're being to be a pill about it having to be food, pot brownies delivered an hour and a half prior to the meal itself. I don't think I could properly enjoy a last meal otherwise; I have little appetite generally.

First I want sushi. Most of it would be from a nice sit-down sushi-only restaurant in Japan (maybe in Takayama (The Takayama in Hida) since that's where I had the best sushi in my life), but with California rolls (fuck you, it's my last meal) from the sushi place on the top level of the food court in the Pacific Mall in Markham (near Toronto). Said rolls have fish eggs instead of imitation crab meat and are therefore the best in the world. In addition to the California rolls I would have eel, cucumber and cooked shrimp sushi flown in from I guess Takayama.

I would also have unbreaded chicken wings, cooked at a low temperature and constantly flipped, until the skin is crispy and the bones brittle. There would be no sauce, so help me god if there's sauce.

Next I would have a piece of steak. The part of the meat closest to the fat would be cut off and cooked, so that every bite would have some of the fat on it. The steak strip would be cooked until the chef thought it was burnt, then cooked a bit more to make sure.

Finally I would have a hamburger made with unground Hida beef, bacon from Canada (but not back bacon, which foreigners call Canadian bacon), and sauteed white mushrooms also from Canada (Ontario, specifically). The bun would be fresh and would be a normal bun, not some kind of wacky fancy bun they always trick you into buying at the store, all covered in weird off-flower and shit.

And a seaweed riceball.

To drink I would have a strawberry banana smoothy (with yogurt) as a primary, and then some really high-quality ginger ale to wash everything down. I would need at least two smoothies and a metric fuckton of ginger ale.

I would eat maybe a 1/4th of this food. If these guys are going to kill me anyway, I don't have to be grateful for shit.
 
I'd start with a tall glass of Okinawan milk tea with brown sugar on ice, cock-a-leekie soup with barley, and a side of whiskey-soaked prunes.

For the main dish, I'd like curry lamb pie with a from-scratch curried crust.

I'd finish dinner up with a passion fruit mousse, a side of strawberries with tupelo honey, and a lowball tumbler filled with Glenfiddich 40 year single malt - neat.

I would then proceed to kill every living being within my sight until I'm free, or some guard eventually gets off a lucky shot with their rifle. I gotta be me!
 
GFYS said:
I'd start with a tall glass of Okinawan milk tea with brown sugar on ice, cock-a-leekie soup with barley, and a side of whiskey-soaked prunes.

For the main dish, I'd like curry lamb pie with a from-scratch curried crust.

I'd finish dinner up with a passion fruit mousse, a side of strawberries with tupelo honey, and a lowball tumbler filled with Glenfiddich 40 year single malt - neat.

I would then proceed to kill every living being within my sight until I'm free, or some guard eventually gets off a lucky shot with their rifle. I gotta be me!
With what would you kill them?
 
A pound of casu marzu. Not because I like it, but because it might be the most vile thing ever created and I want to make those around me as miserable as possible.
 
For starters I would have smoked salmon on those tiny little canapé pancakes and a seafood platter

For the main course I would have my family recipe roast chicken with all the trimmings and cooked to perfection, with a good chardonay/homemade elderflower wine to drink

For desert I would have a homemade new york cheesecake

Afterwards I would relax with a decent cigar and either Blue Label or Glenfiddich 18 year old.
 
A Philadelphia roll.
Chicken planks and fries from Long John Silver's.
A plate of nachos with extra jalapenos.
Some buffalo wings (I would obviously request they be BOLDY SPICY).
A bowl of baked mac and cheese.
A dark chocolate milkshake.

My last words would probably just be me vomiting, but it would be totally worth it.
 
Saney said:
GFYS said:
I'd start with a tall glass of Okinawan milk tea with brown sugar on ice, cock-a-leekie soup with barley, and a side of whiskey-soaked prunes.

For the main dish, I'd like curry lamb pie with a from-scratch curried crust.

I'd finish dinner up with a passion fruit mousse, a side of strawberries with tupelo honey, and a lowball tumbler filled with Glenfiddich 40 year single malt - neat.

I would then proceed to kill every living being within my sight until I'm free, or some guard eventually gets off a lucky shot with their rifle. I gotta be me!
With what would you kill them?

Order shishkabobs and start stabbing guards with the skewer.
 
Judge Holden said:
For starters I would have smoked salmon on those tiny little canapé pancakes and a seafood platter

For the main course I would have my family recipe roast chicken with all the trimmings and cooked to perfection, with a good chardonay/homemade elderflower wine to drink

For desert I would have a homemade new york cheesecake

Afterwards I would relax with a decent cigar and either Blue Label or Glenfiddich 18 year old.

In your feeding trough? You rich swine.
 
To think of a last meal I'd have, it would be this:
-Chicken Adobo & BBQ with rice and pancit.
-Five stick of lumpia.
-1 Large cup of Dr. Pepper, no ice.
-A small serving of meat loaf with corn, mashed potatoes, and gravy.
-One small serving of orange chicken with bean sprouts.
-A tasty slice of oreo cheesecake and one scoop of Ghiradelli cookies and cream.
The servings should be proportional to about one or two plates.
-Since some people mentioned cigars for relaxation, I'd guess I'd take a shot and smoke just one like my hero, Big Boss
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Seriously though, I'd just like a humongous Cannabis cookie.
 
I was just reading the link posted in the OP, and I just realized that Texas isn't offering last meals to the condemned anymore. I've got no love for murderers, but I think that if a man knows the hour of his death, he should at least be entitled to a good meal before the end.
 
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Carne asada burrito & torta from a taco truck, tortilla chips & guacamole, jalapeno cheese-stuffed tater tots, coconut cream pie, 3 2-liters of Snapple diet peach tea
 
Christ-ian said:
Can you have drinks?

Yes you can have drinks.

Historically in France before you'd get beheaded you could have a drink of rum.
 
If it were up to me, I'd go to the execution chamber drunk as a skunk. Although I'm sure the prison wouldn't allow that.
 
Barq's root beer, a whopper without onions and a box of girl scout thin mints.
 
Da Pickle Monsta said:
I was just reading the link posted in the OP, and I just realized that Texas isn't offering last meals to the condemned anymore.
For how many people we're fragging, it's probably costing too much money.
 
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