If you knew that whatever you ate next would be your last meal, what would you want it to be?
Food is a subject near and dear to my heart. My best memories are sitting around the kitchen table, reveling in food and family. Still today, we make meal times special. I'm not the cook my mom is, but I try and duplicate the family bonding parts.
Between bites, we talk about our days and play imagination games. One of my favorites... we dump small objects in the middle of the table. Each person picks an object. Then we go around and tell a story using the pieces as a prompt. The last person to go finishes the story. The items can be anything from a penny to a miniature horse or even a beautiful stone.
My last meal would start and end with what's most important... family. Mom would be the cook, no sense in wasting my last meal by having any less.
Appetizer: Sushi (Mom hates sushi, would have to order this)—my favorite, a Mt. Fuji roll (avocado & crab stick inside, grilled salmon with mayo outside)
Main Meal: Steak, baked potato (butter, sour cream, cheese, and bacon), and fresh green beans cooked in butter & seasonings.
Dessert: Coconut Custard Pie... two slices, why the heck not? And a depression cookie for old time's sake.
After-dinner drink: Hot Sangria
Poor Mom, cooking all day for her daughter's last meal. Although I doubt she'd have it any other way. I'd settle for canned soup and crackers to spend my last meal surrounded by the people I love.
What would be your last meal?