Ribeye (medium rare), baked potato, sweet potato casserole (the one with the candied pecans), green beans, flaky rolls, and awesome chocolate for dessert.
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Oh man, probably a big ole plate of my mama's chicken and dressing. She makes the best and it's my all time fave.
If that wasn't available, then I'd have a nice ribeye (medium), baked potato and garlic bread. And a big bowl of Blue Bell vanilla ice cream with a warm brownie, hot fudge and pecans.
A bottle of Casal Garcia Vinho Verde (Portuguese white table wine); lobster, shrimp & crab ****tail; surf & turf of seared scallops and filet mignon (rare!); chopped salad with raspberry vinaigrette; flaky rolls with gobs of butter; fresh skinny asparagus with garlic; loaded baked potato; tira misu for dessert; and Bailey's Irish Cream!
I know this - if I had a last meal, I'd drag it out for as long as I could. Like eat reallyreallyreally slowly. And take tiny bites. I'd try and make it last at least 7 years...lol
I don't know. it would depend on my mood. I don't even know if I would be able to eat.
Probably a little bit of everything. Some Chinese, some Italian, some home cooking. A hodge podge.
And I like canned Spinach too.
Can of spinach, a bit of butter and a dash of cream and top it with some kind of cheese. Yum.
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I worked with a nurse who would open a can of spinach. Dump like 20 packs of sweet and low in it and sit there with a fork and eat it straight from the can.
I worked with a nurse who would open a can of spinach. Dump like 20 packs of sweet and low in it and sit there with a fork and eat it straight from the can.
Ew. That's gross.
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A flock of flirting flamingos is pure, passionate, pink pandemonium-a frenetic flamingle-mangle-a discordant discotheque of delirious dancing, flamboyant feathers, and flamingo lingo.
A flock of flirting flamingos is pure, passionate, pink pandemonium-a frenetic flamingle-mangle-a discordant discotheque of delirious dancing, flamboyant feathers, and flamingo lingo.
I know this - if I had a last meal, I'd drag it out for as long as I could. Like eat reallyreallyreally slowly. And take tiny bites. I'd try and make it last at least 7 years...lol
I answered before I read this. I like the way you think.
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All the things! Really, how could I choose.
Filet, ribs, king crab. Homemade potato chips.
Homemade pierogis, kielbasa
Pho, Thai food
Tiramisu, Ice cream, dark chocolate mousse
Cointreau Noir, Baileys, and Vodka.
Well, since I'm gonna die anyway, I'd stuff my face with the fattening stuff ...
fully loaded baked potato (butter, sour cream, chives, bacon, cheese, and garlic)
cheese-laden pizza (as in so much cheese, you'd clog your arteries in one slice)
Olive Garden's zuppa toscana and fettucine alfredo
bbq pulled pork with yummy, buttery rolls to put it on
rich dark chocolate cake
Boston cream pie
Coke
Starbuck's hot chocolate
Mmmmm *drool* :P I'd never be able to eat it all but I'd sure put forth a valiant effort. I love veggies and eat plenty irl but if I'm gonna die ... well, I'm going out with a bang.
I am not sure what I would want to eat. I don't really eat that much now, and only the same things over and over again. I don't really crave certain foods. I am also not big on sweets. I have to think about what I want to eat every day. If I cannot make up my mind, I don't eat, or just snack on something small. Perhaps I would not request a last meal, if I had the choice.
