My Last Meal

When I am convicted of a crime I did not commit and I find myself on Death Row, someone may ask me what my last meal should be. When they do, I will simply scribble down this url for Slashfood and show them what, to my mind, may well be the world's most perfect tasty treat. More fools they if they feed it to me, of course. By the time I eat half, I'll die of cardiac arrest anyway. Ha ha!

Thanks to Ramblings of an Owlmoose for the link.