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slipjig3I am very pleased to announce that I have exacted revenge on ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
figmentj for getting me hooked on Mad Men, by in turn getting her hooked on Top Chef. (Yes, I know it's madness, but it's a shared madness, which makes it totally okay.) We started on Season Four, because of (a) Chicago and (b) Stephanie "Pardon Adam the Geeksexual Whilst He Trips Over His Distended Tongue" Izard, and moved on to the NYC Season Five, which we just stuck a proverbial fork in today. The antepenultimate episode of that season had one of the most nerve-wracking bits in the history of the show: the five contestants had to cook for a panel of five ridiculously big-name chefs (including Wylie Dufresne and Jacques fucking Pepin), preparing meals based on each of the panelists' answers to the question, "What would you choose for your last meal?"
So naturally, our conversation immediately turned toward our own answers to that question.figmentj knew her answer immediately—pizza from Mazzio's in Fort Worth. I hemmed and hawed, then hemmed and hawed some more, and now eight hours later my haws are still chafing against my hems, if you catch my drift. Possibilities:
* If the sky is truly the limit, I'll gladly hop a plane for a meal at Alinea in Chicago, or the French Laundry on a night when Thomas Keller's about, or hell, even El Bulli, where the waiting list will prolong my demise by a few years.
* Failing that, I'm going comfort food. A really good Thai green chicken curry with Thai iced coffee would be lovely, for instance, or maybe pad Thai if I'm not sick to death of it that week. Or go with my hometown carniphilia and get a nice slab of slow-cooked ribs, with all the fixin's.
* All right, you want the true grubby, disreputable, lowbrow answer? If I'm about to leave this mortal coil, and you catch me in the right mood, even a plateful of fatty Shake 'n' Bake pork chops, Stove Top Stuffing and corn can be just the right thing.
* Regardless of which of the above we go with, we're ending with chocolate mousse, dammit. Lots of it. Keep it comin'.
So, answer, my minions: what would you choose for your last meal?
figmentj for getting me hooked on Mad Men, by in turn getting her hooked on Top Chef. (Yes, I know it's madness, but it's a shared madness, which makes it totally okay.) We started on Season Four, because of (a) Chicago and (b) Stephanie "Pardon Adam the Geeksexual Whilst He Trips Over His Distended Tongue" Izard, and moved on to the NYC Season Five, which we just stuck a proverbial fork in today. The antepenultimate episode of that season had one of the most nerve-wracking bits in the history of the show: the five contestants had to cook for a panel of five ridiculously big-name chefs (including Wylie Dufresne and Jacques fucking Pepin), preparing meals based on each of the panelists' answers to the question, "What would you choose for your last meal?"So naturally, our conversation immediately turned toward our own answers to that question.
figmentj knew her answer immediately—pizza from Mazzio's in Fort Worth. I hemmed and hawed, then hemmed and hawed some more, and now eight hours later my haws are still chafing against my hems, if you catch my drift. Possibilities:* If the sky is truly the limit, I'll gladly hop a plane for a meal at Alinea in Chicago, or the French Laundry on a night when Thomas Keller's about, or hell, even El Bulli, where the waiting list will prolong my demise by a few years.
* Failing that, I'm going comfort food. A really good Thai green chicken curry with Thai iced coffee would be lovely, for instance, or maybe pad Thai if I'm not sick to death of it that week. Or go with my hometown carniphilia and get a nice slab of slow-cooked ribs, with all the fixin's.
* All right, you want the true grubby, disreputable, lowbrow answer? If I'm about to leave this mortal coil, and you catch me in the right mood, even a plateful of fatty Shake 'n' Bake pork chops, Stove Top Stuffing and corn can be just the right thing.
* Regardless of which of the above we go with, we're ending with chocolate mousse, dammit. Lots of it. Keep it comin'.
So, answer, my minions: what would you choose for your last meal?
