This may sound a little morbid, but lately circumstances have had me wondering what I would like for my last meal.

How appetizing, right?

Let me explain.

As a few of you know, we lost our Giant Schnauzer Apollo last week. He was a great dog with one really annoying habit.

You see, Apollo really loved his cakes and pies. Chocolate cake, coconut cream pie, Little Debbie’s…it did not matter what it was because there he was a-beggin’.

In the case of a 100 lb. dog, this was not just begging but more like insisting. Go to take a bite and his head was instantly in your lap.

Yup, and it could get even messier if he had just been drinking water.

Little Debbie plus dripping dog head equals sopping wet lap.

But, I did mention a bad habit he had.

You see, Apollo could always sense when there was something in the fridge he wanted but was not allowed to have.

Such was the case last Sunday when I brought home a fresh carrot cake from the bakery. I have been on a diet and needed something that would allow me to indulge occasionally to stop me from binging later. So I decided on carrot cake to stop me from eating unhealthily.

Hey! It’s got CARROTS in it so it has to be healthy, right?

Anyway, so after stuffing it in the fridge, I dragged my sorry ass to the gym to work on my expanding waistline.

After several hours, I came home. The Great Dane puppy, Zeus, met me at the door and ran out as I came in.

That is when I saw the refrigerator door standing wide open. Peering in, I noticed that everything was in place still…

Except, for the carrot cake!

I could feel my anger rising as I turned to find the culprit … only to feel it immediately run out of me.

I turned cold.

You see, there he was.

Apollo.

My puppy.

I know he was old for a Giant Schnauzer but he was MY puppy.

He was lying in his favorite spot in the sun on his favorite pillow and his muzzle was covered with his favorite sweet – carrot cake.

“Apollo?” I called.

“Apollo?” I called again.

But there was no movement.

Touching him, I realized he had passed.

My Good Boy was dead.

But, he died as he wished to. In other words, he went as he would have wanted to go.

He died in his favorite spot after eating his favorite meal.

We should all be so lucky.

He was a good dog…

…

Anyway, having the morbid thoughts you do when stuff like that happens, I started to wonder what I would want for my last meal.

Pan-fried Chinese dumplings, of course! But, what else?

My 16 layer homemade lasagna was a given as well.

Smoked lox and bagel from Shapiro’s?

Hell, yeah!

And, dessert?

Creme fucking brulee, of course!

It quickly became obvious to me how I would die…

With a smile on my face.

…

He was a good dog.

 

NOW LET’S DO IT RIGHT!!!

Creme Brulee

INGREDIENTS:

Six large eggs

1/2 cup white sugar

1/4 cup molasses sugar

1/2 tsp. vanilla extract

3 cups heavy cream

And the secret ingredient is:

1/2 tsp myrrh gum

1. Separate the yolks from the egg whites. Toss the white and keep the yolks.
2. In a bowl whip the yolks, cream and 2/3 of the white sugar.
3. Finely grind the myrrh and add to the mixture.
4. In a double boiler, thicken the egg mixture but be careful not to scorch.
5. Preheat over to 300F
6. Pour the mixture into individual ramekins or a shallow pan depending on your pleasure.
7. Bake for 30 minutes then refrigerate overnight.
8. In a bowl, mix the remaining white sugar with the molasses sugar.
9. Sprinkle over the ramekins.
10. Fire up your broiler and, once warm, allow the sugar to melt for two minutes.
11. Refrigerate again and serve when ready.
12. Serves 6-8.
13. ENJOY!!!

 

Copyright M.J. Hobbs 2019.