I didn't cook anything but I was high when I started reading about last meals and famousish killers' particular meals.
Fun ones:
Some prick in Texas last month ordered:
Two chicken fried steaks smothered in gravy with sliced onions; a triple meat bacon cheeseburger with fixings on the side; a cheese omelet with ground beef, tomatoes, onions, bell peppers and jalapenos; a large bowl of fried okra with ketchup; one pound of barbecue with half a loaf of white bread; three fajitas with fixings; a Meat Lovers pizza; three root beers; one pint of Blue Bell vanilla ice cream; and a slab of peanut butter fudge with crushed peanuts.
Upon receiving the smorgasbord he refused to eat any.
Senator Whitmire complained about it and Texas no longer offers custom meals.
Philip Workman requested to forgo his meal and have a vegetarian pizza delivered to a homeless person in Nashville. The prison refused, FTLulz
Robert Alton Harris' final meal was a bunch of regular shit but his last words "You can be a king or a street sweeper, but everybody dances with the grim reaper," were taken from Bill & Ted's Bogus Journey, which is awesome.
Thomas J Grasso enjoyed two dozen steamed mussels, two dozen steamed clams, a double cheeseburger from Burger King, half-dozen barbequed spare ribs, two strawberry milkshakes, half a pumpkin pie with whipped cream with diced strawberries and a 16-ounce can of spaghetti with meatballs, served at room temperature. He later complained "I did not get my Spaghettios I got spaghetti. I want the press to know this."
Imagining his tone of voice with "I want the press to know this" has me rolling with laughter.
Victor Feguer requested a single olive with the pit in.
A surprising number of people get fried chicken, in particular KFC (I'd get Popeyes if it's going to be fast food chicken, personally).
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Hmmmmm, what would be my last meal…
Fuck that, without some deep, end of life thought I can't narrow that down, so I'll go with last day of meals.
Breakfast: Papi's café con leche and toast, Pinky's eggs Benedict and special potatoes, a post-Thanksgiving sexwich comprised of: Nana's challah, honey baked ham, dark meat turkey, mashed potatoes and gravy. Fresh, unpasteurized tangerine juice. Hot'n'fresh Krispy Kreme donut
Lunch: Caldo gallego, my blue cheese-roasted garlic turkey burgers on rye with spinach and Valencia Gardens machine fries. Fresh strawberry limeade with Sonic ice.
Mid-late afternoon snack (yes you get a last afternoon snack, the warden is an awesome guy): Tuna nigiri and peppery green tea.
Dinner: Guppy's grouper sandwich, black bean soup. Rice with blackeyed peas and buttery green peas (separated), buttery-salty-sweet as can be corn-on-the-cob. Glass-bottled Mexican CocaCola, purified water with hand-crushed ice.
Desert: Alice's cheesecake and a peanut butter milkshake made with homemade cinnamon ice cream. Espresso.
