My last supper
I spotted this story over on the Guardian's food blog, Word of Mouth. Author Melanie Dunea asked 50 of the world's leading chefs what they would want for their last meal. As well as the food and drink they could choose the music, guests, and setting.
Tremendous idea....
with introduction by Bourdain...pfft
he's giving them away like toys in cereal boxes..
Not something I've really thought about as I assume I'll die in the heat of battle. One moment I'd be cracking a joke the next I'd be slumped over your table face down in your soup. It really is the way I want to go. Rest assured they'd never forget me and the manager would probably comp their meal, or at least take the money out of my tips. I've warned the others at work that if I die during shift I still want my full tips. And I'll know if they stiff me. I'll come back and haunt their asses. Not one of them would be able to serve as much as a glass of water without looking over their shoulder for my spooky dead being.
If I was to die during shift then my last meal would probably be a chicken goujon bap, with mind numbing "easy listening" music on in the background and as for guests they would be the poor unfortunates who found themselves booked in my section. The section of very certain death....
But if I could choose then I would want nothing but a quiet peaceful meal. Nothing fancy just honest simple food made by my dad and served by my sister. I'd have my friends play happy songs of life and love at a quiet and respectful level. I'd want to have this meal in my own house, with just my closest friends and family. Sad but just as happy for a life well lived.....
Me arse!
I want Ramsay. I want Gordon Ramsay to cook me a 12 course meal with no expense spared. I want lobster stuffed with fillet steak, to start. I want wine by the case, French and expensive at that. Chateau Mouton Rothschild Pauillac 1986 for a start and Jeroboams of the 1982 Dom Perignon Champagne, a very fine year for Dom, to flow at a steady rate.
I want served by all my ex-bosses, no matter how old or infirm they are. That would be so very sweet. "Smoke break? I don't think so matey." I also want Guns n Roses to play "Knocking on Heavens Door" over and over again until I get bored with it. Then I want jazz, lots and lots of jazz, mainly just because it will annoy everybody else. But I like jazz and I'm the one about to die so deal with it.
And where would this take place? Not sure, maybe your house? No? Okay then at Old Trafford, on the pitch. Nice. As for guests I'd invite you lot, obviously, selected friends, family I suppose and the obituary writers for all the worlds leading newspapers. I'd make sure they captured every last bitter detail of my life.
And why so bitter I hear you ask? Well I'm about to fucking die! You'd be a bit bitter too!
So folks, what about you? What would you have for your last meal? Where would you have it? What would you drink? And what tunes would you want as you stuff your mouth with KFC's finest?
Actually I do quite fancy popping it at work, but not just yet.......
very not just yet!
If I was to die during shift then my last meal would probably be a chicken goujon bap, with mind numbing "easy listening" music on in the background and as for guests they would be the poor unfortunates who found themselves booked in my section. The section of very certain death....
But if I could choose then I would want nothing but a quiet peaceful meal. Nothing fancy just honest simple food made by my dad and served by my sister. I'd have my friends play happy songs of life and love at a quiet and respectful level. I'd want to have this meal in my own house, with just my closest friends and family. Sad but just as happy for a life well lived.....
Me arse!
I want Ramsay. I want Gordon Ramsay to cook me a 12 course meal with no expense spared. I want lobster stuffed with fillet steak, to start. I want wine by the case, French and expensive at that. Chateau Mouton Rothschild Pauillac 1986 for a start and Jeroboams of the 1982 Dom Perignon Champagne, a very fine year for Dom, to flow at a steady rate.
I want served by all my ex-bosses, no matter how old or infirm they are. That would be so very sweet. "Smoke break? I don't think so matey." I also want Guns n Roses to play "Knocking on Heavens Door" over and over again until I get bored with it. Then I want jazz, lots and lots of jazz, mainly just because it will annoy everybody else. But I like jazz and I'm the one about to die so deal with it.
And where would this take place? Not sure, maybe your house? No? Okay then at Old Trafford, on the pitch. Nice. As for guests I'd invite you lot, obviously, selected friends, family I suppose and the obituary writers for all the worlds leading newspapers. I'd make sure they captured every last bitter detail of my life.
And why so bitter I hear you ask? Well I'm about to fucking die! You'd be a bit bitter too!
So folks, what about you? What would you have for your last meal? Where would you have it? What would you drink? And what tunes would you want as you stuff your mouth with KFC's finest?
Actually I do quite fancy popping it at work, but not just yet.......
very not just yet!
19 People trying to get Manuel's attention:
wow, i'm going to think about this...gordon ramsey *L* he seems so funny and would make me laugh all night...h'mmmmm. i'm leaning towards the commander's palace in new orleans, chef tory mcphail...some fantastic creole cuisine, sugar...
savannah: never had real proper creole food.....sounds just right for me.....
I'd be in Vegas, at the top of the Palms, in the Playboy Club, Having them bring up the most tender, succulent steaks from the 9ine, crisp,verdent cearar salads, and tons of creme brulee. Then I'd go shoot the dice till I keel over at the damn table, wether I am up or down....what the fark are they gonna do?? I'm dead!
Do we still have to tip you if you're dead?
You were right about KFC, an original recipe burger, chicken strips, chips with 10 hour old gravy and plenty of salt, a few BK whoopers and a curry chip all with a large diet coke (have to watch my figure)
No music just don't watch me eat.
I was kidding about the coke being diet.
Oh I'd be drunk before hand so it all tastes better and its something to barf up on me deathbed.
And prawn cocktail crisps.
Gravy chip from Julie's Kitchen while staggering down the street at 3am on my own after being chucked out've a party, then falling on my face.
A buttery mound of mashed potato surrounded by a Heinz baked beans moat.
mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.
Champagne and strawberries whilst reclining in bed beside Marco Pierre White.
Would have to be a fish supper from ''Raffos'' with two slices of bread & butter smothered in Tomato sauce ( the fish supper that is, not the bread & butter, that would just be gross )
All washed down with a cup of tea.
In the background would be Rory, laying down some licks on his battered ( back to fish again )stratocaster.
On the table beside me would be a hand carved Isle of Lewis chess set, laid out in a fiendisly tricky puzzle conundrum.
So, there I would be munching & slurping & trying to avoid Zugzwang ( the story of my life really )
Excuse me, but what's this waiter doing in my soup?
Looks like the backstroke sir.
Guns N Roses!
Say it ain't so!
I would ask for Stoli gimlets and grilled cheese with chips.
Yum.
Oooh... fun! I'd want Ferran Adria and Gordon collaborating. I'd want Jacque Torres on dessert and petit fours and truffles. As for where? Somewhere in St. Martin. There'd be lots of good chronic, and the world's finest ice wines. Who? All my friends and family and then a special table for anyone who ever pissed me off. They'd be later stoned or drowned or something... maybe a sort of Circus Maximus re-enactment to entertain the guests. Yes. Phish would be there. It would be their reunion concert and my legacy would be bringing them back together. People would kill each other for copies of the show. Excellent.
Or just a freshly carved ham sandwich and joint in bed... ;-)
the new Mrs. Sarkozy.
I think I'd enjoy some Paula Dean deep fried, overly buttered comfort food.
I'd get Denis Cotter to make mountains of food and then I'd taste a little bit of everything. I'd have me Mum's home cooking and Mrs M's Spinach cream pasta. I reckon it would take me at least 48 hours to die, it'd be a lot of eatin', y 'know?
Interesting question... Reckon the answer would change from day to day but... Probably something straightforward like roast chicken and spuds (sod the rest of the veg, it's not like I'll need the vitamins at that point), with a bottle or three of red wine, followed by all the desserts I've ever loved. That should buy me a bit more time on this earth, seeing as I love pudding...
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