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OCTOBER 6, 2012 12:10PM

My Open Call -- Your Final Meal

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Reading JMac's and Matt Paust's "final endings" in JMac's recent post and comments got me thinking of my final meal.  Our local, weekly artsy newspaper recently did a series where they asked some of the best chefs in town what they would have for their final meal.  So, here's mine, and I hope to read about yours.  Tell us what you will eat, with whom you will eat, and where you will have this final meal.  No judgements, now!

My final meal would be with my husband.  We love good food and we love to eat. He grew up in New England with a pretty bland diet.  The only spices in his mom's kitchen were salt and pepper.  No joke.  He had been on his own for several years before we met and stretched his palate a bit. We realized quickly that we both really liked great food.   I've had to train his palate somewhat, but he's been an eager participant (except the time I made chile verde with Hatch chiles that were nearly too hot for me).  

My first inclination is to have my final meal on a beach somewhere, probably in Key West.  Key West is a special place for us.  But then I think about all that sand blowing onto my plates and dishes!  Anyone who has ever eaten anything at the beach as had to contend with gritty food.  That can easily ruin a good meal.   How about this?  We're on the beach on a windless day.  We're under the shade of palm trees, and the bouganvillea are in bloom.  There's not even a grain of sand in our food.  

First Course:

Apalachicola bay oysters on the half shell with fresh limes.  I've been eating these delectable  morsels since I lived in north Florida.  My coworkers and I would take turns driving an hour to the coast where the Apalachicola River empties into the Gulf of Mexico to buy bags of fresh oysters, right off the boat.  If you love oysters but you've never had an Apalachicola oyster, well, you need to do this before you die.  They're not too big, they're delicate and have just the right level of saltiness.  The fresh limes squeezed over is new for me, though.  Last February I had fresh oysters in Tucson at a little Mexican seafood restaurant, Mariscos Chihuahua.  They serve their raw oysters with lime.  It was fabulous.  I'll never go back to fresh lemon if I can help it.  Drink: Magic Hat #9 Beer.  

Second course:  

Fresh baked rustic, crusty bread with roast garlic (baked in olive oil and butter) smeared on top along with an heirloom and fresh buffalo milk mozzarella caprese salad.   I'm not going to be picky about where the bread comes from as there are so many great bakeries.  You know the kind of bread I mean -- soft and chewy on the inside, crusty on the outside.  For the salad the tomatoes would be Cherokee purple, an heirloom tomatoe so delicious it makes me want  to weep, sliced on top of the fresh mozzarella, garnished with basil leaves and drizzled with aged balsamic vinegar and cold pressed extra virgin olive oil.   Drink: A nice pinot grigio.  

Third course:

Risotto with parmesan cheese and wild morel mushrooms.   A dear friend and her husband once made this for me.  They picked the mushrooms themselves.  To this day that was one of my favorite meals for a lot of reasons.  I prefer carboli rice for my risotto, I feel it's the creamiest.  Made with chicken broth, white wine, butter and olive oil.  Yummy.  Drink:  Shasta View Winery Chardonnay, buttery and robust.  

Fourth Course:

Nicely seasoned, grass-fed ribeye steak, medium rare, with garlic mashed poatoes.  I just don't think you can beat a great steak.  And mashed poatoes are nearly my favorite food.  Add a bit of roast garlic and they are my favorite food! No gravy necessary.  Drink: Marietta Estate Winery Old Vine Red.  Silky, robust, yet smooth.  

Dessert course:

Frozen, chocolate covered key lime pie on a stick from Blond Giraffe in Key West.   Friends, this is the real deal.  An actual slice of key lime pie,  complete with graham cracker crust and whipped cream topping, covered in dark chcolate and then frozen.  Decadent, rich, and fun.  

After Dinner Drink: 

Basil Hayden bourbon, neat.   Watching the sunset over the water.

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A lovely last meal... I'll have to give serious thought to mine but most certainly it will begin with escargot... R&R ;-)
I think I'll have what you're having. That sounded great and I love all the foods you mentioned. I can sit down and eat oysters all day long, and then eat a great rare steak smothered in mushrooms and bell peepers and sauteed in real butter. Damn, I'm hungry~~
JMac -- I knew yours would have escargot. Can't wait to read it!
My tastes are rather pedestrian compared to everyone else's I've read. I think I'll just keep reading.
MM -- Oh c'mon, I"d love to read yours! One of the local chefs said Red Lobster cheddar biscuits. It's all good.
mime would have everything dipped in chocolate
I think I would want my last meal alone at this point, possibly in bed. I would like to have it be breakfast. A stack of pancakes with two eggs over easy and lots of syrup. A few sausages and a big glass of cold orange juice. That makes me happy. Great call.
Mimetalker -- That's not a bad thing!!
zanelle -- I love breakfast, too. Damn, I should've thought of that! I completely know where you're coming from. Thanks.
The thing about the last meal is if you know it's your last meal you probly wouldn't enjoy it much no matter how good it is. Least not me anyway. I'd be worried I hadn't planned my funeral right, left something out or had the wrong song selections, that sort of thing. Worried sick, unless I was already so sick the worrying couldn't make it much worse. But if I did feel like eating I'd probly order a blender full of frozen Margueritas. Something to help me ward off the heat where I'm headed.
I hope those morel mushrooms were fried, because if they weren't, you're missing out. We used to pick them as kids and dad would fry them up. My sister bought some last spring at forty some dollars a pound just so we could see if they were as good as we remembered. They were.
You made me hungry!!! This is such a beautiful course meal, and I am wishing that you and your husband have it often. I loved the idea..Good work!!.
Chicken Maan -- I try not to let anything get in the way of me enjoying a fine meal! Hopefully not even impending death. But I'm with you on the margaritas. Yum.

jlsathre -- They would be "sauteed" in butter. Some people refer to that as frying as well. I'm with you, the best way to enjoy morels alone is simply prepared. So good. Glad they still tasted as wonderful for you and your sibs.

Stathi -- thanks for the kind sentiments.
This sounds divine. Never mind last meal : may make it next week!
I haven't tasted enough of the good foods to make a choice, but I would want it to include that ridiculously expensive gold drizzled sundae. I would find a way to take enough Lactaid so I could enjoy it.
Lea -- Exactly! Why do we wait? To eat the great food, to use the nice dishes, to use the fancy table cloth? Thank you!
phyllis -- it doesn't have to be fancy. Good food is good food. What's fancy about meat and taters? Nothing. But if they are cooked well and seasoned well, then they can be divine. Gold drizzled sundae -- haven't heard of that -- sounds intriguing.
You make readers go out to those Greasy
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All You Can Eat Spaghetti Feeds in NYC.
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I am not bragging. I cook Heavenly Grub.
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Dip cauliflower in chocolate Ice Cream.
I almost lick my Dear Guest Fingers Clean.
Eaters keep Moaning as if in Butter Soups.
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Ay. Divine. or 'Out of this World' Yummy.
If I was youthful? I'd be Cook For ` just
phyllis, and otter-possums who Smiles.
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I do cook some healthy food victuals.
It's the bitter-green-season. Kale etc;,
and Itook a photo of flowers. Peppery.
Nasturtiums are Brilliant Pepper Food.
I toss the Flowers in soups. You Sneeze.
Seriously.
I am not a culinary expert. I just eat it.
Most Folk No Eat The Grub I Serve up.
Why they chew corporate crap? Ugh.
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Years later the lousy-eater be a sick-o.
Rats will refuse to eat sugar. O, poison.
No defile thee Body-Medium Temple.
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Plutocrats serve toxic grub. Eat boxes?
Cereal boxes has more good nutriment?
Beware. No make Ya Body Sick-Toxic.
That's given me an appetite Firechick. I haven't thought out all the courses but either Beggar's Chicken or Seabass Paul Bocuse (it's in a pastry) would be top of list. If I were a a prisoner the edge would go to Beggar's Chicken because it takes 24 hours to prepare.
Excuse me for being obscene but the first course would be...
she would of course need to be the love of my life,
what the flaky folks calls a ''soulmate''.
Then , in some kinda , i dunno , fancy hotel room on a beach,
some yummy lobster, not enough to fill my tummy,
then some mcdonalds hamburgers & fries,
and then! a big fat thick pizza heavy on the sauce ,
and the meat, and
for dessert some chocalate pudding with whip cream
made from the most scrumptious chocolate in the world.
and then the obscene thing again. ha.
I am just passing through town.
my mouth salivate for supper.
To Sup is to Commune dine.
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No chew pork heel foot hock.
No open mouth to show chew.
No spit ham-hock grizzle bone.
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I looking for eater ` Rita Shibr.
Maybe She sip 'Fat Tire' Brew.
It's okay to burp ` Post-Feast.

It's a compliment. Eat radish.
They cause eater to burp gas.
We grow de' French Breakfast
a red and white breakfast treat.
Honest. You can nibble leaves.

Eaters No Ever Scrap - Fights.
No fight over Lobster - Behind.
Eat Bitter Kale Greens - Belches.

I Knew I'd be wise to stay outside.
Weary Farmers crank like bloggers.
I prefer those under eight-years old.
Young children Preserve Good Health.
Your still the apple of my eye.
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Allow me to share Nora Ephron's famous interview with Charlie Rose from 2010, reprinted in the Huffington Post:

“It's very important to eat your last meal before it actually comes up." Ephron, an admitted food lover, went on: "When you are actually going to have your last meal, you'll either be too sick to have it or you aren't gonna know it's your last meal and you could squander it on something like a tuna melt and that would be ironic. So it's important, I feel it's important to have that last meal today, tomorrow, soon." So what would her last meal be? A hot dog from Beverly Hill's famous Nate 'n Al deli with some Gulden's mustard and perhaps some sauerkraut or relish. Why Nate 'n Al's? "It's the greatest hot dog," Ephron explained.

I agree - hot dogs it is, from Gray's Papaya on Broadway and 72nd Street with a Pina Colada chaser.
If it's truly going to be my last meal ever, then it has to be pu * * y. And a Banks of Barbados beer.

;-)
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That should read "pu * * y".....
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Wow - this is a fun question, and I love your detailed response to it! You and I have very different palates, and that made it even more fun to discover what foods you consider last-meal-worthy. Very cool OC idea...I'm going to try to participate.
I did it - and unexpectedly ended up doing some soul-searching in the process. Thanks for the great OC idea!
Art -- I'll try just about anything (except those eggs with chicks inside they eat in Asia -- Could. Not. Do it.). I would try those Nasturtiums. As for kale -- ever tried dried kale chips? I've had good and bad.

Abrawang -- I like your logic. Never heard of Beggar chicken -- I'm intrigued; do tell.

James -- I love it. Not obscene at all :) I like your menu (the food).

Algis -- Nice. Thanks :)

nilesite -- I just love that. She was so right, and I hope she got that hot dog. I love a good Chicago dog myself. Yum. Haven't had the pleasure of Gray's Papaya yet but it's on the list.

sky -- Well, alright! :)

tink -- fish? freshly killed sparrow? baby mouse? do tell!

Alysa -- Thanks! I look forward to reading yours.
fried spam on toast,swiss,grilled onion,gallon of cold beer.....alone.
So well thought out! Such an elegant repast : )
My 'the end' thoughts run much more into what songs do I want played at my funeral....never do I think of food.
Hate to admit as I don't indulge currently, but at the end I want a gorgeous beach or mountaintop, laughing friends and a big, fat joint.
After reading this, I'm starving now...and all we're having is mac and cheese (homemade from scratch) - and it strikes me as particularly inadequate now. I also love your Key West and beach references. A lot of fun to read.
Orange Julius used to make a killer Chicago dog.
Elegant and sumptuous, in an idyllic setting (especially with the windless caveat--we lost a kosher salami and brie lunch once to the wind and fog). When my wife one son and I talked about last meals once. We determined that there couldn't be just one last dinner-- you needed breakfast, too, and elevenses. Well, a day' s worth of meals became a weekend, and the disappointed choices that didn't make thatcut insisted on stretching it to a week. We ended up with 10 breakfasts, lunches, and dinners each. And desserts. When it's time to go, I'm going to need plenty of lead time!
I might drive to the Blonde Giraffe tonight.