Saturday, February 22, 2014

What Would Your Last Meal Be?

Photographer Henry Hargreaves recently put together a series of photos of last meals by famous and infamous murderers, and it got me thinking.

If I knew what day I was going to die, what would I want for my last meal?

Because I'm not in prison, and because I'm assuming that I won't be in prison on that day, I've put this meal together with the understanding that I could have any part of the meal come from any kitchen or restaurant anywhere in the world. That's fair, right?

That said, here's what I would want:
Mount Vesuvius from the middle of the
Cantina del Vesuvio Winery
  • Sliced turkey, gravy, and stuffing from my wife's transcendent Thanksgiving Day dinner
  • Black tea-glazed spare ribs and the truffle and smoke potato chips from Honey, a marvelous restaurant in Doylestown
  • Side of Setaro spaghetti and homemade spaghetti sauce, with a glass of Lacryma Christi del Vesuvio wine, all from the Cantina del Vesuvio Winery at the base of Mount Vesuvius
  • Slice of my wife's magnificent apple pie for dessert, warm, with a scoop of vanilla ice cream from oWowcow Creamery
And I would have this all, if I could, at a table on a stunning Sacramento patio with my wife, children, grandchild(ren), and our dear friends, Greg and Robert, if they would have us. Then I could die a happy — and satisfied — man.

So, what would your last meal be?