I'm hungry. I'm so hungry. My stomach is, like, "Liv! Wha's up yo? [my stomach tends to take on different dialects and personalities...much like myself]. My s-nizzle is hungry for g-fizzle! Where have all the num nums gone!? I'm soooooooooooooooooooo hungry! I would eat a whale right now (only if it was deep fat fried though). I would eat a zebra (if it didn't contain any stripes). I would looooove some broccoli and cauliflower (steamed or raw!)! I would (probably) run a half mile if a bowl of potato soup was waiting for me at the end!"
A co-worker and I were talking about what our last meal would be if you knew you were going to keel over tomorrow. Here's mine: ham balls, au gratin potatoes and green bean casserole. Yum. All made by my mother of course.
So now, I turn it over to you. What would you eat if tomorrow you were going to go sky diving and your parachute didn't open? (sorry, slightly morbid).
A 6 oz filet, cooked rare and topped with mushrooms. As my side? Mashed potatoes with butter, sour cream, cheddar and bacon.
ReplyDelete