Death Row
There are few questions you can ask someboby that would tell you more about them than: You're on death row and you have your last meal, what is it? I usually ask this question on a first or second date type situation (which I have been on a few lately) or amongst a group of people having a normal conversation. Answers have ranged from my mother's homemade latkes (potato pancakes for us gentiles out there) to Pizza. As stated here before I love food, I have an special fondness in my heart for pizza and I never knew why until my mother told me that she ate pizza every day she was pregnant with me. Which kind of makes the stretch marks she blames me for kinda her fault doesn't it?
The answer you give tells you alot about yourself, if it is Mom's cooking, you are probably from a close knit family and family is important to you, good trait to have. If you are me and my last meal changes basically from week to week. This week its L&B's pizza in Brooklyn, Shit if I died and that was my last meal I would be a happy man. What can I say pizza is good.
I love my mother's cooking, don't get me wrong, but have a pie at L&B and get back to me. If anyone else has a pie that is as good or better let me know. Please refrain from the normal answers of Difara or Tontonnos in NYC.
