The Dude’s High 5s: Top 5 Last Meals

 

I’m glad this is going up in between lunch and dinner.  I have enough time to make you sad at what you had for lunch, but give you enough time to change your dinner plans.  I’ve been wanting to do this one for a while now, so here goes.  Do you ever wonder what your last meal will be?  I do.  Be it the last meal before I am executed for the public and brutal execution of Michael Bay, passing away in the night at the age of 90, or trading in this fleshy meat bag for a robot body that no longer need food.  So if my last meal was any of these, I’d be happy.

5. Cheeseburger

Ok, that’s not technically a cheeseburger, but that pic was too awesome not to use.  I’m not a red meat guy.  I hate steak.  Let me say that again because it was not a typo, I hate steak.  It may be enough for Commander Shepard, but not for me.  The only red meat that I really like is in the form of the cheese burger.  Throw some mushrooms and onions on there and I’m all set.

 

4. Chicken Parmesan

 

Chicken parm is a staple dish in the Dude’s household.  Be it homemade or purchased it is always a welcome sight.

 

3. Wings

 

I could eat wings for days.  This isn’t idle, childlike speculation.  This is proven fact.  I have indeed spent days feasting on the wings of chickens, comfortable in the knowledge that for every two wings I eat, a chicken was murdered.  I’ve played A Link to the Past, I know how deadly these beast can be.

 

2. Pulled Chicken/Pork

While the other items here exist in the abstract, this item has a specific origin.  There is a place nearish to me that makes awesome BBQ.  That place is Blue Ribbon in Arlington, home to countless rotaries and Dane Cook.  In the war between BBQs, I will fight to the death for the Carolinas.  Wet BBQ blows dry BBQ (Texas) out of the water.  The only other place that I’ve had better BBQ than in Boston’s back yard is the melting pot of BBQ, Kansas.  Since I can’t eat at Arthur Bryant’s every day … stupid 1,500 miles between us, I have to settle for Blue Ribbon’s pulled meats.  We’ll have to set up an Omega field trip at some point.

 

1. Calzone

 

If you exist in a part of the world that does not have calzones, I pity you.  I’m lumping Stromboli in here as well because  it is essentially the same thing.  Calzones are food perfected.  Its like a taco, but better … in fact, I’ve had a taco calzone and it was amazing.  The best calzones are from those little mom and pop pizza joins that are on every corner up here in the North East.

So what means of sustenance would you folk want to chow down for your last meal?