FBC – Death Row Meal
Firstly I am going to change the name of the challenge for today from “Death Row Meal” to “Last Meal”. For some reason the thought of sitting on Death Row freaks me out a whole lot more than actually dying. Something to do with the “how did I get into that position” I mean seriously – what do you need to do to get to death row, or if you did nothing, imagine the panic, the continual need to be proven innocent, the angst, the anger, hatred, the emotional turmoil. The judicial system has failed you, and generally it would take years. Nope, I am not going there
So – FBC – Last Meal.
For my last meal I would like something that I actually have quite often – a rare steak, done on an open fire. It must be thick and well aged. It must be a deep red colour with a little bit of marbling. Yes, I am fussy when it comes to my steak. It must NOT have basting sauce on it; actually they must just ask Mr OL to cook it on the fire. I am not 100% sure what he puts on it but he does it best.
To go with my steak I would like medium cut crispy chips. Soft and fluffy on the inside with crispy bits breaking off on the outside. No salad, no veggies – nothing to complicate matters. Just chips and steak! Just give me that, with a bit of salt from grinder.
I don’t even need starters or desserts, totally unnecessary! But if we are going to go there, then a Carpaccio for starters, or a Steak Tartare (yes I have a thing for raw meat) and for dessert a Crème Brulee.