Tis' a very difficult question. After thinking about it, I think I found my answer.....
I would go with comfort over gourmet.
The Setting: I would be sitting at a wicker table with wicker chairs, out in the middle of the english countryside, underneath an old wooden gazebo that is crawling with vines of honeysuckle. It would be close to sunset as well.
The Person: I person I would want to be eating this last meal with, would be Todd Abels.
The Food: I would start by having some Cream of Wheat with country crock butter like mt grandma used to make me when I was a kid and had trouble sleeping. Then I would have wheat toast cut into strips, with baked beans poured over them. I would keep a few strips aside, so that I could dip them into my hard boiled egg being held by an egg holder, with the yoke still runny, because thats what my mom would make me when I was little.I would also have a cooked tomato on the side because it reminds me of my dad.Then I would enjoy a warm bowl of custard, because that was my favourite snack when I went to montesorri school. All of this would be eaten while drinking a FABULOUS cappuccino, and a glass of Aqualibra on the side.
Last but not least, I would eat a peice of my grandma;s coconut cake, because it is my favourite cake in the world, and she makes it for me every thanksgiving and christmas.That to me would be the perfect last meal/ending to my life. That to me is my ideal idea of home and comfort. I could ask for nothing more.
WELCOME TO THE LAST SUPPER STUDY
Hey, I have a weird question....So I'm addicted to food. That said, I wondered to myself what would I eat if I only had one last meal.Then I wondered to myself what would be the setting? Where would I eat it? What order would I eat said food? Who would be there? There are no rules. ANYWHERE, with ANYONE. ANYTIME, in ANY order. What would be your last supper? Please include you gender, age, occupation, cuurent residence and place of birth. Use the "EMAIL YOUR LAST SUPPER HERE" to send your last supper. Cheers
HERE's MINE:
FEMALE. 26 years old. Producer living in Hollywood. Born in Santa Monica, California, USA.
I'd be dining with everyone I find fascinating. Andy warhol, the dalai lama, albert nobel, rene magritte, albert camus, jean paul sartre, dali, archaeologists, irving penn, david bailey, diane arbus, henri cartier-bresson, frieda kahlo, the coen brothers, my parents, my godfather, my friends just to name a few…
Every animal I've ever had would be in a barn outside. We'd be in an intimate dining hall with a large rectangular wooden table. There would be candles. Cirque du soleil would be performing up close. There would be magicians doing magic and every band I ever loved would do a set. Wisteria would be hanging outside on a huge front porch that has on outdoor fireplace and comfy couches and chairs and chases. There would be a few wicker rocking chairs too because I had one on my front porch when I was a kid and I loved to rock in it.
I would start with oysters. Every type. All sorts of dipping sauce would be there. Then crab cakes and crab legs. Bread of all sorts, rosemary, olive, sourdough, wheat, and pumperknickle with sweet butter as well as a chive spread. French onion soup with a huge crouton and melted cheese. Pastas. rigatoni, penne, linguine, spaghetti, tortellini, ravioli with all types of sauces marinara, pesto, vodka, Bolognese, butter sauces! Meatballs! I'd have the lasagna I cook too. Pizza as appetizers.Hummus & pita bread.
A honey curry & soy sauce baked chicken,mac & cheese. Prime rib from lauwrys & my dad's popovers. I'd have cedar plank salmon and sauteed kale. Mashed potatoes & gravy. A plethora of salads: potato, cole slaw, mixed greens, endive and walnut with blue cheese, white beans, macaroni salad and all the dressings imaginable.
To drink there would be champagne, the oldest and best red wines. Kronenbourg on tap in ice cold glasses. Martini's and scotches, gin and tonics (Hendrics preferably), bloody marys ... Roman allones cigars.CHEESE from everywhere for dessert. With quince on the side. Fig marmalade. Champagne grapes and concord grapes. Ginger bread and the banana bread my mom would make. A million types of sorbet and the best coffees in the world.
Then there would be a renewed hunger! and breakfast would come. Huevos rancheros, boiled eggs, english breakfast with the juiciest sausages and Canadian bacon. Pancakes and waffles with any topping you want. Fresh squeezed OJ and apple juice and carrot juice.
Laughter would fill the room. sharing stories and moments and journeys and pictures. Taking infinite pictures. Unending kisses and love. Sweet sighs and full bellies. Love in everyone's eyes and spirits. This would be my last supper. What's yours?
HERE's MINE:
FEMALE. 26 years old. Producer living in Hollywood. Born in Santa Monica, California, USA.
I'd be dining with everyone I find fascinating. Andy warhol, the dalai lama, albert nobel, rene magritte, albert camus, jean paul sartre, dali, archaeologists, irving penn, david bailey, diane arbus, henri cartier-bresson, frieda kahlo, the coen brothers, my parents, my godfather, my friends just to name a few…
Every animal I've ever had would be in a barn outside. We'd be in an intimate dining hall with a large rectangular wooden table. There would be candles. Cirque du soleil would be performing up close. There would be magicians doing magic and every band I ever loved would do a set. Wisteria would be hanging outside on a huge front porch that has on outdoor fireplace and comfy couches and chairs and chases. There would be a few wicker rocking chairs too because I had one on my front porch when I was a kid and I loved to rock in it.
I would start with oysters. Every type. All sorts of dipping sauce would be there. Then crab cakes and crab legs. Bread of all sorts, rosemary, olive, sourdough, wheat, and pumperknickle with sweet butter as well as a chive spread. French onion soup with a huge crouton and melted cheese. Pastas. rigatoni, penne, linguine, spaghetti, tortellini, ravioli with all types of sauces marinara, pesto, vodka, Bolognese, butter sauces! Meatballs! I'd have the lasagna I cook too. Pizza as appetizers.Hummus & pita bread.
A honey curry & soy sauce baked chicken,mac & cheese. Prime rib from lauwrys & my dad's popovers. I'd have cedar plank salmon and sauteed kale. Mashed potatoes & gravy. A plethora of salads: potato, cole slaw, mixed greens, endive and walnut with blue cheese, white beans, macaroni salad and all the dressings imaginable.
To drink there would be champagne, the oldest and best red wines. Kronenbourg on tap in ice cold glasses. Martini's and scotches, gin and tonics (Hendrics preferably), bloody marys ... Roman allones cigars.CHEESE from everywhere for dessert. With quince on the side. Fig marmalade. Champagne grapes and concord grapes. Ginger bread and the banana bread my mom would make. A million types of sorbet and the best coffees in the world.
Then there would be a renewed hunger! and breakfast would come. Huevos rancheros, boiled eggs, english breakfast with the juiciest sausages and Canadian bacon. Pancakes and waffles with any topping you want. Fresh squeezed OJ and apple juice and carrot juice.
Laughter would fill the room. sharing stories and moments and journeys and pictures. Taking infinite pictures. Unending kisses and love. Sweet sighs and full bellies. Love in everyone's eyes and spirits. This would be my last supper. What's yours?
Tuesday, November 20, 2007
FEMALE. 21 Years Old. Musician/Singer living in Texas. Born in London, England
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