Title: My Last Supper: 50 Great Chefs and Their Final Meals
Editors: Melanie Dunea
- What would be your last meal on earth?
- What would be the setting for your meal?
- What would you drink with your meal?
- Would there be music?
- Who would be your dining companions?
- Who would prepare the meal?
Naturally, such a book leaves one pondering one's own answers to the questions. I couldn't resist the exercise...
What would be your last meal on earth?
I imagine a huge, multicultural buffet: pasta, pizza, fried chicken, taco bar, pad kee mao, ice cream and bread pudding for dessert. I think I could go for some of that sashimi, too.
What would be the setting for your meal?
Stoves in Yokohama. It was our favorite place when I was an English teacher in Japan. Long Island Iced Tea was our drink of choice (learn more here). It's still there, up and running 20 years later.
What would you drink with your meal?
Drinks would be flowing: beer, wine, spirits. All would be merry, though no one would be drunk. I wouldn't have to worry about the hangover in the morning but I don't want to be remembered as an idiot.
Would there be music?
The Beatles, all four of them. Lots of the chefs wished for dead people come back to life, including musicians. So, I get to have the Beatles, together, all bygones bygone. Acoustic instruments only. What would begin as a concert for us, including rousing singalongs, would evolve. In time, they would forget about us and spend the rest of the evening playing for each other, enjoying one another's company as old friends. They'd play the old stuff, dribble in the better solo songs. George would drag out the sitar. We would be flies on the wall for the greatest rock 'n' roll reunion ever.
Who would be your dining companions?
In the beginning, it would be all of those who have been dear to me during my life. Most would have no previous connection with each other except through me so it would be a chance for them to know each other, too. Over the course of the night, though, the crowd would dwindle to an ever more intimate group. Eventually, it would be just the three of us: wife, daughter and me. Finally, just my wife and me.
The Fab Four, still mostly oblivious to our presence, would intuitively know which songs I would need at the very end. They would finish their last set with "Here, There and Everywhere," the world's most perfect tune and, not coincidentally, our wedding song. Then they, too, would finally pack up and wander off into the night.
Who would prepare the meal?
There would be a team of grandmothers of various nationalities, all snapping at each other in different languages as they jockeyed for position in the kitchen. But all of the food would be steeped in the love and wisdom of countless generations. They would turn out all the lights for us after the Beatles left, and return in the morning to make a hearty breakfast for wife and daughter.
How about you? What would your answers to the questions be?
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