day 62 ... final meal (prison style)

day 62... Today the book asked me to " choose your final meal on death row and make it".

So.. to get me in mind of the sort of thing i should be thinking of, the book informed me of final meals of famous criminals awaiting the final curtain in british and american prisons. Including the story of a man in america one Archie williams who was denied the final meal he requested..guess why.. go on , Because his requested final meal was his sell mate.. good stuff eh? Turns out the 2 had had some sort of odd death pact.

So picking the last meal i would have if incarserated, and shortly to be taken from this earth? Im not sure i like the idea of this.. however i did it, what i made and consumed as my pretend final meal in her majestys hotel was chicken encholadas in a mature cheddar and peri peri sauce, with salad. (baby spinach and cherry tomatoes). how was it i hear you ask? ... well it was just this side of decadence, and although we no longer bust out capital punishment here, if we did  i bet this would be a widely requested final meal.

Here we see how it looked, notice those rosey red plump cherry tomatoes, crisp dark green baby spinach leaves, along side some juicy chicken encholadas in the afore mentioned mature cheddar and peri peri sauce...(with a dollop of sour creme, and one of guacamole. Not the most healthy meal ever i know but to be fair if im imagining its my last what does it matter?

Hark at the empty plate, i do declare i polished off the mexican at record speed, though delicious as it was , i cant help thinking that i may have taken a little longer over it had it really been the last scran i was to consume while on this mortal coil. With my food i had a glass of schloer (red) not my preference but we had no white, and as i will in reality get to eat again i can deal with it.

O.k so pretendy final meal made and consumed, and delicious it was too.

Im not sure wether or not i was meant to be trying to think like the  condemned man , but i wasnt capable of it, and to be fair wouldnt want to try too

 hard to put myself in that frame of mind.

The thought that struck me is surely people in that position, if the authorities try their best to get hold of what they order, would think of something incredibly hard to find  maybe king crab in a dodo sauce, giant octopus in an indian elephant dew, or hell why not  mongolian dolphin in a gypsy tears glaze,  it would buy you a few more minutes at least.

anyway : mission complete