I was recently listening to KCRW's Good Food podcast whose focus mostly on Thanksgiving cooking, but there was a brief and touching segment in which callers described, in their own voices, their  chosen last meal.  I found it very poignant as well as quite thought provoking.
My last meal?  Hard to say.  I might let the good folks at Nuestra Cocina cook anything they wanted for me.  I might ask for dosas from Chennai Masala.  Or maybe my grandmother's beef brisket with baked potatoes and her tooth achingly sweet fruit salad.
If it were the last meal I ever cooked, well that's easy.  I'd have my friend Laura join me once again to make buttery fresh corn tamales.
And what about you?
1 comment:
i miss you ever so much, melisa.
that's all.
l.
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