If you were on death row, what would you request for your last meal?
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. . .here are my thoughts.
If you were on death row, what would you request for your last meal?
Unfortunately, I don’t have any severe allergies to food. If I did, I would order that for my last Earthly meal. As an alternative, I’d order something they’ve never fed me while I was on death row—something that has a relatively high percentage of people with anaphylactic reactions to it. Lobster perhaps. I’d make some comment immediately prior to my first bite, hinting at my secret allergy. Soon after, I’d fake a severe reaction: gasp for breath; fake convulsions; drool all over myself; hell, I’d piss and shit myself if it’d help me sell it. Whatever it takes for them to rush me to the infirmary or get a medical team in there. Even though they were scheduled to end my life in a few hours, they won’t let me die then and there in a manner not mandated by the courts. At a bare minimum, this charade would delay my execution. At best, I could execute my Hollywood worthy escape plan amid the chaos of the situation. Such is our tax dollars at work.
I’d ask for briar hill pizza made by Grandma Carfolo or Aunt Antoinette. Wedding soup made by my Mom with tomato soup in it and dough balls. Hot dogs with sauerkraut from Stanley’s bar on Salt Springs Road.Small 6 inch Pizza from Mama Mia in Liberty. None of these places and people are still here and I’d want it made by them so it may take a while. I’d want homemade wand cookies for dessert.
Everyone seems to know exactly what they would want, but I’m not even sure what my favorite food is.
Good choices Deb. This should keep you on death row for at least 10 more years.
how true Sue. You do have an imagination Brad, would make for a good movie or at least a short film. I would want my mothers home made pizza, raviolis, wedding soup, a bag of salt and vinegar potato chips, Handels ice cream, dark chocolate covered nuts, a bottle of the best wine, hot wings, greens and beans and then I would throw up and be taken to the infirmary.
That is a lot of food. Hopefully they don’t put a calorie cap on your request.
And you could sell the rights to your story and become a billionaire, change your identity and live on an island in the Caribbean.
That whole movie’s probably been done a few times already.