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If you knew that tonight was your last dinner, and you could have any meal you want (real food here, not like, water from the fountain of youth or what not) what would it be?
I would plan on KFC Chicken breast. Spaghetti, and marinated chicken in the sauce. 2 square inches of salmon, with lemon pepper, and a tangy orange sauce. Mashed potatoes, homemade, not the instant crap, with brown gravy, and seasoning. Steak tips. A hot peach with ice cream. My goodness, a peach would make a last meal last an eternity. And a slice of havarti, swiss, and pastrami.
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She shouldn't be. I would think me preparing that meal would be enough of a hint to call the police, and file for divorce.
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I stand by my postion that it was only 3 hours, and that the caffiene I guzzled down after either mutated the disease into super powers, or killed it.
We shall see in the morning.
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Like the old story of the man who, when told he could choose his last dinner, asked for strawberries in the middle of winter? When they told him that strawberries wouldn't be in season for another 5 months, he shrugged and said, "Eh, I can wait."
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Actually, mack, you can eat most things up to 4 hours. You just can't re-refridgerate after 2 hours. 5, though, is definitely trash time.
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Sounds like something a Klingon would say. Either Worf or the guy who came to the Enterprise on exchange.
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Gnocchi al fungi made by a fabulously talented Italian. Boiled squash and zuchinni, lightly salted. A chunk of extra-veille mimolette. Water with fresh lemon slices. Small, buttery croissants. And a pain-au-chocolat fresh from a little French bakery.
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I dunno about hats. Picard's lead-in line was "If I didn't know better, I'd say those were the words of a coward." Or close enough to that.
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I can't ever see or hear the word fiance without hearing Holly Hunter's voice in Raising Arizona saying 'fee-yans'.
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Wood oven roasted artichoke hearts stuffed with mascarpone cheese, with a drizzle of balsamic vinegar from Pangea.
Vegetable curry puffs dipped in tamarind sauce from Sticky Rice.
Soup:
West African Peanut Butter and Butternut Squash soup garnished with pomegranate
Entree:
Yellow Curry Tofu and Pad Thai mixed together from Little Thai House. It's cheap, but man is it good.
Dessert:
Bayou Bottom Sundae from ABC (organic toffee bar with a chocolate layer covered in chocolate sauce, some vanilla ice cream, and drizzled with granola.
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Interesting. Well, I guess mine would be a trip to Texas Road house for their cowboy cut sirloin.
I hate thinking of last meals. My favorite ice cream is mint chocolate chip. Timothy McVey’s last meal was a pint of mint chocolate chip ice cream. So now anytime I have my favorite ice cream I have to think of that butt munch.
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