What Would I Eat for My Final Meal?

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What would I want to eat for my final meal?

Simple question. Right?

Hmm. But I need to clarify a few other things before I can think about that one. Let’s start with one very safe assumption: my final meal will NOT be served on death row as I await execution. That’s a position I can’t imagine ever being in. Anyhow, with my luck, gourmet last meals for death row inmates might well exist only in the movies.

More relevant: Would I able to chew and swallow at that stage of my life? Would I able to taste—and to smell, for that matter? Unless I could actually relish my last meal, why make a big deal about having something wonderful. If I couldn’t smell, who knows? Maybe I’d even give broccoli one last try.

But here’s a real challenge. Will I know I’m going to die soon enough to request a last meal? I mean, is somebody pointing a gun at me? Even less likely, am I pointing one at myself? In either case, imminent death would seem to preclude the enjoyment of a final meal.

That brings up another possibility: Is the final meal I’m planning going to result in my death? Will I gorge on enough “bad” food to cause a fatal heart attack? Should I plan every meal as if it might be my last and eat what I want without concern? Should I forget about my diabetes and regain those fifty pounds I worked so hard to lose—and maybe aim to add another fifty?

I’m sure I won’t knowingly eat myself into the grave. But otherwise it all adds up to the fact that I don’t know when or how I’ll die. That’s in God’s hands, and I’m happy to leave it there. He plans things—and carries them out—so much better than I do.

My word! I seem to have totally avoided my original topic, haven’t I?

You really want to know what I’d want if none of the things I talked about was a factor? Here goes: pizza is nature’s most perfect food. I want mine from the Gino’s across from Virginia Center Commons—with bacon as the only topping. Chocolate chip cookies are the most perfect dessert. I don’t care where they come from as long as they’re soft and chewy and plentiful.

And, gee, I kind of miss caffeine. I gave it up many months ago to drink more water. If I was about to die, I suppose the dehydration wouldn’t really matter , would it?

What’s the point of all this? Now THAT is a question I can give a straight forward answer to. If you ever get into a conversation with me, you might do well to stick with yes-or-no questions.

But even then you might get a maybe or a lengthy explanation.

Okay. All seriousness aside, what would YOUR favorite final meal be? Please leave a comment to let the rest of us know.
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Roger

 

 

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4 thoughts on “What Would I Eat for My Final Meal?

  1. I think we would have the same last meal, except I would add pepperoni… and anything chocolate would do for me being a confirmed chocoholic… If you knew it was your last meal then it wasn’t an accident or your weren’t so sick as to be unconscious… I’m guessing the last mean was eaten as the Borg was carrying out their plan to destroy the planet and drive himanity into extiction… yes sireee… I would make that a double cheese then…

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