You're on death row... choose your last meal.

Prime Rib with garlic mashed potatoes, yorkshire pudding with a light gravy for dipping, glazed carrots with broccoli and cauliflower. A nice smooth red wine. Followed by some kind of caramel cake with French vanilla ice cream. Hot coffee with cream and sugar and a nice shot of cognac.

yeeeeeeeeeeeeees....!

Now kill me early in the morning or I will be sick all day. :thumbs:

LOL, Sal, I don't think I could eat, but would like a slug of brandy!
Would like fried chicken, mashed pots, gravy, corn on the cob, biscuits, strawberry shortcake, and strong hot java and ice tea.

Keep them prison cooks busy there........

You're on death row... choose your last meal.

Prime Rib with garlic mashed potatoes, yorkshire pudding with a light gravy for dipping, glazed carrots with broccoli and cauliflower. A nice smooth red wine. Followed by some kind of caramel cake with French vanilla ice cream. Hot coffee with cream and sugar and a nice shot of cognac.

yeeeeeeeeeeeeees....!

Now kill me early in the morning or I will be sick all day. :thumbs:

LMAO! I think I'll have what you're having! Not much to improve on with a meal like that!

:)
Kimi

Prime Rib with garlic mashed potatoes,

Prime rib would be my favorite "nice restaurant" meal, but something tells me I'd be disappointed with what the prison chefs come up with. Which is why I'd go with something like this:

fried chicken, mashed pots, gravy, corn on the cob, biscuits, plus chocolate chip ice cream and all of the Mountain Dew I can chug.

Lots of pot, and maybe a hacksaw cup cake, to have after the brownies and chips. :thumbs:
Oh yeh, valium in case the hacksaw doesn't work.

Lots of pot, and maybe a hacksaw cup cake, to have after the brownies and chips. :thumbs:
Oh yeh, valium in case the hacksaw doesn't work.


Changed my mind.....I'll have what YOU'RE having!

:)
Kimi

I would want a t-bone steak with a baked potato and sour cream, a chef salad, biscuits and a double stacked hot fudge sundae for dessert.

If you are allowed to get anything, I would personally simply want to eat my dream meal instead of comfort food. So I would have, you know, a great chef like Allain Ducasse, Thomas Keller, Joel Robuchon, or Eric Ripert cook me a personal grand tasting dinner. Something like 50 courses of small portions. Or have someone like Masa or Nobu personally prepare a grand Japanese tasting dinner, mostly sushi from sea creatures still alive that very morning (or, still alive, period). I imagine even if I am not on death row, I'd be ready to die after a meal like that.

I wouldn't need any dessert though. Strangely enough.

Southern fried chicken, mashed potatoes and gravy, fresh petit peas, corn on the cob, biscuits, lots of nice cold milk to drink and for dessert a big apple pie ala mode with chocolate ice cream. Also a large bowl of raisins that I would eat slowly, one by one so that the meal lasted a loooooooooong time.

I like Dan's choice.
Nothing like a hacksaw dinner with a side of TNT.

I've heard tell of actual Death Row inmates ordering huge meals and eating every last crumb, including several kinds of pie, huge steaks, everything. The prison does its best to accomodate their wishes.
I am wondering how they can get a single bite down--just thinking about what awaits them.

Eating? I'm about to die, I'll just eat nothing to save some good people some work.

Besides, I like too many foods to decide.

Karla Faye Tucker ordered a banana as her last meal.
She said she didn't want to harm any living thing for her last chow.

She's the "lady" who stabbed people with an ice pick.

Eating? I'm about to die, I'll just eat nothing to save some good people some work.

Besides, I like too many foods to decide.
I don't know if I could actually swallow the food or not. I mean, food might seem like the least important thing in the world...then again, who knows.

It sure would remove some of the uncertainty of life which we all contemplate like, when will I die, and how will I die, and will it be fast or slow, will I suffer or be aware... so maybe that allows one to consume gallons of food.:cool:

Karla Faye Tucker ordered a banana as her last meal.
She said she didn't want to harm any living thing for her last chow.

She's the "lady" who stabbed people with an ice pick.
I would have at least ordered a banana split :banana:

I would have three cases of realy great beer! A nice nut brown ale, sam smith oatmeal stout and my homade amber top it off with one of those big fresh hot pretzels. I think that would lightin up the mood A bit.

My Last Meal Track#7
Little Charlie & The Nightcats
Album: Disturbing The Peace
1988 - ALCD4761
Transcriber: Awcantor@aol.com


Well, I heard the warden said.
I had one more day.
One last meal before they carried me away.

He said if we don't got it.
We'll go out an' get it.
Because you don't have to go.
Til we get back with it.
So I said, 'Hmmm'.

A-bring me two dinosaur eggs over easy.
Fried in the butter an' not too greasy.
Muskees and bean, black-eyed peas.
An' a little small dish of buttered bee-balm beans
I want-a zebra tooth, a tiger steak
An whole hippopotamus, well baked.

Now go, get my dinner, go.
Get my dinner.
You ain't got it, go out an get it.
'Cause I ain't goin', til ya get back with it.

Now bring me a cup of crocodile tears.
Purple watermellon an some alligator ears.
An bring me two cross-eyed cat fish.
An some wavy gravy in a left-hand dish.

Now go, get my dinner, go.
Get my dinner.
You ain't got it, go out an get it.
'Cause I ain't goin', til ya get back with it.

(Instrumental & guitar solo)

Now bring me a order of rattlesnake hips.
The split of his tongue bring me both of his lips.
Now ya have my order so serve my dish.
With a female banana I just can't resist.

Now go, get my dinner, go.
Get my dinner.
You ain't got it, go out an get it.
'Cause I ain't goin', til ya get back with it.

Go on, get it now.
Don't worry about me, cause I ain't goin' nowhere.

FADES-
Hey! Don't forget the hot sauce!

panz...those fresh hot pretzels are to die for (pun intended)
Imagineer, I like the spin...

An ounce of fine pot, pint of Jack Daniels, a handfull of Quualudes & a 2 litre Diet Coke (chaser). By the time I'm halfway through all of that, just give me whatever's on the menu.

An ounce of fine pot, pint of Jack Daniels, a handfull of Quualudes & a 2 litre Diet Coke (chaser). By the time I'm halfway through all of that, just give me whatever's on the menu.


LOL! No kidding! On second thought, I'll have what you're having.

:)
Kimi

That's some mighty aperitif you are having buddy. I'll have that to start too.

An ounce of fine pot, pint of Jack Daniels, a handfull of Quualudes & a 2 litre Diet Coke (chaser). By the time I'm halfway through all of that, just give me whatever's on the menu.
that sounds real good, I do not smoke but in that case you would not have to worry about it ruining your health or shorting your life span..

panz...those fresh hot pretzels are to die for (pun intended)
Imagineer, I like the spin...
Man I got hooked on those things when I used to watch the cubs play ball when I lived back east nothing better then that A cold one, A few cheap seats and some polish dogs with extra relish.

Sorry to the world's greatest chef's. I would want mom's stuffed peppers and mom's meatloaf with a fine product from the Anheuser Busch line. for desert............a fine pint 'o Guiness.

After that, nothing matters.




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