Heart of Billionaire x (however many billionaires there currently are)

1 cubic meter of pure gold, sliced into bite sized cubes, completely enclosed in a nice icing, and not that fondant stuff.

Leftovers are to go to my family.

Jeff bezos roasted in a bronze bull with a pinch of lemon and some butter.

A kilo of dried magic mushrooms and a fat bag of mdma. I'm going to be glowing with transcendental joy and tripping the light fantastic. Hopefully I'd get the chair, can you imagine how good electricity would feel in that state?

Often, restrictions require a prisoner to choose foods that are available within the prison system or that cost less than a preset limit. Prisoners are usually denied requests that include alcohol or tobacco products.

RIP to the commenters.

And you can't be executed until you've finished all your spinach?

I would probably want to smoke crack. Not like I can get hooked and ruin my life if I'm on death row already.

32 ounces of medium rare ribeye steak, bowl of spaghetti with alfredo sauce, 30 chicken wings (10 buffalo, 10 BBQ and 10 garlic butter), 750 of eagle rare 17 year bourbon, pint of peanut butter ice cream and a 2 liter of Dr. pepper.

tbh I think Id be in no mood to actually eat anything, and trying to decide on anything in that circumstance sounds like itd just compound the anxiety , so given that itd be kind of a waste of food and wouldnt be of much comfort, Id probably just turn it down.

Paradox: Request to eat the brain stem of the person who will deliver the killing blow / throw the switch / administer the injection / etc.

If you are then killed by their replacement, then you weren't given what you asked for, contradicting rule 1. If you succeed, rule 2 has been contradicted.

But seriously. It's hard to choose. There was this one pub I visited (with parent) as a child that made the most delicious, dare I say, succulent, miniature pasties. I think I'd like to gorge on those.

Provided I have a little while to eat...

A slice of bacon and cheddar quiche with real pie crust.
Chorizo breakfast burrito.
Pork green chili over fresh made tortillas and crunchy hash browns.
Two slices of Oscar Meyer bologna on the cheapest white bread one can buy, with a small handful of plain lays potato chips.
Peanut butter and half a cosmic crisp apple.
A bag of ruffles potato chips with onion soup mix dip.
A new York strip with garlic mashed potatoes and onion strings.
A small sourdough bread bowl of western clam chowder.
A bowl of ramen with garlic tonkatsu broth and two soy eggs.
Carbonara with some garlic bread.
Cobb salad with blue cheese dressing, no olives.
Apple crumble with vanilla bean ice cream.
An ice cold Dr pepper, an ice cold barqs root beer, a large glass of milk, and a few liters of southern sweet tea.

I'd eat my prosecuting attorney, jokes on him.

Honestly for me, I think I'd want a Berlin gemuse kebab, probably the Mustafa's one (mit käse of course) given I've got a lot of good memories attached to it.

Serve it up with a nice citrusy IPA

Probably finish with a tiramisu made by an Italian nonna

I want what they are having at the Palais de l’Élysée (the French presidential house).

A huge table of the best of French food made by awesome chefs, from starters to desserts.

The living face of Steven Miller.

Badly prepared pufferfish. Checkmate

• ten pounds of laxative chocolate
• enough acid and molly to set my brain on fire
• ipecac capsule as a petit four that can be taken on my way to the execution chamber

I'm going the same way I came. covered in shit, vomiting, and screaming to go back.

100 lbs of saffron

Just a ton of bacon, egg, potato, and cheese breakfast burritos with some good salsa, a pile of churros, and 100 cans of Juicy IPA.

Edit: Hell, with the state of things right now, give me a guarantee that I would get that as my final meal and I’ll do a crime that’ll get me there.

After seeing all the memes about how many calories are in uranium, that would be fun to try.

Diet Pepsi and Mentos. Cabbage and baking soda.

I want my dead body to explode and spread foul smelling shit all over the place.

Root beer float, mozzarella sticks, an Arby's beef n' cheddar, and a medium pizza from my favorite local place with the little grease-cup pepperonis, mushrooms, and 12 tabs of acid.

I'd probably just want something simple that'd bring back good memories from childhood, like battered, pan-fried plaice with remoulade sauce and some lemon wedges, that always felt like a luxury meal when I was a child, that'd be soothing, a last chance to remember a time of innocence.

Anything on the planet you say?

Well I wanna eat the entire planet...

No there is no clever way to use this meal to escape your fate

Give me a ricin ball. I'll still die, but it will be on MY terms.

A slice of pizza, a piece of Carnegie Deli cheesecake, and a small saucer of fentanyl.

Anything with an overdose of any good drug. If I'm dying I'm dying with a bang.

Monkey brains.

I'm going to die, fuck it. I'm going to try something I've never eaten.