“The last meal is a customary part of a condemned prisoner’s last day. Often, the day of or before the appointed time of execution, the prisoner receives a last meal and religious rites, if they desire.”
“Texas stopped serving so-called last meals to death row inmates this week after a state lawmaker complained about an inmate request he considered excessive.”
“State Sen. John Whitmire, a Houston Democrat, was outraged at the meal request”
So, one guy doomed to die decided not to eat his “last meal” so some politician decides to “ruin” things for all those facing death by whining about the act of one.
There are “last meals” and then there are “last meals.”
“…the 100th anniversary of the Titanic sinking in an attempt to replicate the last meal served aboard the ship.”
Critters can also have a last meal:
Well, technically, logic states that every critter has a “last meal,” the one final meal before death yanks the person, critter, whatever into that void, the “great unknown” waiting for all living things.
For some folks they know the vittles being eaten is that final meal while for others unexpected death comes as a shock with no prior warning.
If I knew that death was imminent I wonder if I would even be hungry.
And, if so, and I had options, choices, I wonder what foods I would crave?