My Last Supper consists of beautiful photographs of chefs and their answers to what they would eat for their last supper, where they would eat it and with whom. Consider me a softy, but I adore those who picked a dinner with only their partner. One even confesses that he'd have krispy kremes for dessert. Cute book! I give it a 7.
My last supper would be a good red wine with lamp chops perfectly grilled, very buttery and garlicky mashed potatoes, steamed brussel sprouts, and a heavenly bread pudding with a giant glass of milk for dessert. It would be in my backyard with my boy and my pooches racing round the table in their delieriously happy way.