i keep browsing pages of the one book that i want a copy of, but can't seem to get myself to buy. i can't figure out why i won't spend for it because every time i go into a bookstore i sit for hours reading it even though i've read it 10 times before that.
so i ask all of you, from the book "my last supper":
what would your 'last supper' be? who would you be sharing it with? who cooked it? where are you eating it? what time of day is it? what are you drinking with it?
that's more than just one question, but please share. reading these will make me smile.
I love home cooked meals, but I also like having variety…so it would be a potluck style dinner. But I’m not into shit like fruit salad or cold pasta. If you’re gonna bring a dish it better be a good one. I’m talking fried chicken, short ribs, crispy mac and cheese, peach cobbler, seasoned mashed potatos, etc. It should be something that that person calls her specialty. And salads aren’t a specialty! I myself will make all the dishes I know: pho, cubed beef, claypot catfish, chicken lemongrass soup, tom yum seafood soup, fried rice, and linguini with clams.
ReplyDeleteAnd I want lots of soda! I don’t need alcohol…but there better be God damn soda! Dr. Pepper, Rootbeer Floats, and Fruitpunch soda. And ice, I need ice in my soda! Preferably crushed. And I like bendy straws, 2 please. F being green today.
This will be outside at night…a warm night. Lit torches all around. Clear skies with the stars bright. I’m more alive at night…my best adventures are at night. Tropical location, and humid. Maybe even a light tropical shower.
Of course I want my family there, and my closest friends. I don’t want anyone there who I don’t know, I’m not trying to get to know someone right before I die. I would like my daddy to be there, and my mommy. So I could tell them how I’ve tried my whole life to make them proud of me and I’m sorry if I let them down. I want my sisters Nene, Na, and Nick there so they know how much they inspire me. My brothers Nanoo and Meum, so I can tell them that I’m proud of them and to be continue to be good men on this earth. My nephews Ty-Ty and Virak and my niece Nina, so I can teach them to be good human beings and to always help others, to treat others as they would like to be treated, and to tell them I believe in them and their potential.
I want my closest girlfriends there: Ramona- she knows me so well, it’s been 15 yrs. I admire her strength and independence. Joanne- she has a heart of gold, I love her enthusiasm and creativity. Karen- she is a well-put-together woman and her advice is always valuable. Aesha- I thought I was wild and adventurous! She excites me and makes me laugh. I love her spirit. Teresa- no other is more thoughtful and giving. I don’t have to look over my shoulder to know she’s there, like a rock. Saody- our background is so identical, she feels me even if I don’t say a word. Patty- her purity is enticing, and her passion is addicting. Krystal- we walk together and learn together, and we always push each other to keep going, como hermanas.
No boys who aren’t related allowed. I get distracted by them. Although if I had to pick one guy, it would be the Rock. Mmmmmm.
At dinner, we will talk about all the good times we’ve had. Of course people will make me tell my funny stories and do my mom’s asian accent. I will make them laugh so naturally. And I wanna laugh too, I wanna hear all their funniest stories. I wanna laugh so hard my tummy hurts and I choke on my spit and tears stream down my face.
At the end of the night, I would tell my family and girlfriends that I love them so much. They make life worth living. I look forward to the moments I get to see them. They can do no wrong in my eyes. I love making them laugh, it makes my heart rejoice. I hurt when they hurt, I celebrate when they are triumphant, I’ll beat anyone’s ass if they are messed with. I’ll take a bullet for any of them, and I truly mean that. I am so proud to call them my loved ones.
However, I would not tell them not to cry when I’m gone. They better cry. I want them to cry so hard they can’t breathe, to feel a tremendous loss without me. I want them to feel a pain in their hearts that is unbearable because I meant so much to them. Then I’ll know that they really love me and they miss me so much. I’ll know I had an impact on their lives, a kind that is true and everlasting. But then I will want the pain to slowly subside…to ease with time. I will be gone but not forgotten. And I promise to watch over them…wherever I may go.
your turn!
ReplyDeleteok i would want : my grandmas asheh reshteh ( persian thick soup with noodles, beans, and spinach) followed by my moms loobia polo ( another persian dish, with is rice, green beans, and beef made with tomato sauce) i would want to it eat with my cousins, aunts, my uncle, and my mom dad and sister because they know how much i love it and they love it just as much as me!
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