What would your last supper be?

I was watching The Green Mile recently and it got me thinking about last suppers on death row. Interestingly, my favourite food blog Chew on That had this very topic as their Monthly Mouthful question. They asked their favourite food bloggers what their last supper would be.

I decided to ask a couple of friends the same question and the responses I got were incredibly interesting and varied. My Italian friend had the most complicated and interesting request that included everything from herring and anchovies to toad-in-the-hole, roast lamb and sago pudding. After reciting a list long enough to fill a shorthand notebook page, she asked: “Is it ok if I have clams in garlic and parsley with wild rice too?” It seemed the question really got people thinking and took them to a place where they actually considered their last supper.

My boyfriend, feeling the pressure to follow on from such an indulgent and glamorous last supper, managed to sputter out: “A honey and mustard chicken burger from Fontanas and six Black Labels.” And, like a man after my own heart, he quickly added in deep-fried Camembert with cranberry sauce.

I found it difficult to think of my own last supper as one is tempted to cram in everything that you’ve ever loved in a last ditch attempt to savour all those bad calories and mouth-watering treats. I decided to settle on my best meal of all time: my mom’s macaroni and cheese. I was, of course, tempted to throw in Camembert, calamari, sushi and my dad’s special bolognaise, but I’ll have to save those for another last supper.