There’s a terrific new book out on the market, one which I first noted back in October in the ‘Bright Beer’ section of World of Beer. It’s called “My Last Supper” and details the imagined final meals of fifty great chefs from the world over, supplemented by mostly heroic, sometimes whimsical portraits of the cooks in question. (There is a section of recipes at the back of the book, too, but these feel like nothing so much as an afterthought, even an obligation.)
After reading my original post, in which I highlighted the final repast of Martin Picard, chef/owner of Montreal’s Au Pied de Cochon – in whose restaurant, incidentally, I dined very, very well just this Saturday past – the publicist at the book’s Canadian representative kindly sent me off a copy of my very own. Reading it in full, I was inspired to concoct my own version of “My Last Supper,” which I have posted as the feature story in this month’s edition of World of Beer.
So now, dear reader, I put it to you to tell me of your final meal on earth. Read my story – hell, buy and read the book! You won’t be sorry – and using the same template of questions, send me the tale of your personal “Last Supper.” Expect it to be a surprisingly emotional experience, one which involves longing, relationships past and present, and a deep and profound look at the passions which guide you.
Okay, open yourself a beer or two – make them good ones! – and get going. When you’re done, email it to me at mylastsupper@worldofbeer.com.
