Last rites seem to obsess us. It's evident in many of the disaster-scenario mind games we play with ourselves. To wit: If your house was burning and you could only grab one item, what would it be? Or, à la Rolling Stone, if you were stranded on a desert island with 10 albums to listen to for the rest of your life, what would they be?
A variation of that game is especially pervasive among those who live and breathe food — what would you eat for your last meal? It's simultaneously a contemplation of our own mortality and our highest tastes. What do we cherish so much that it would be the final thing we savor before that fateful moment? Would we flail around in piles of caviar or settle in to slurp a raw oyster on the beach?
Xpress recently asked some local chefs to ponder their own mortality while considering an intriguing, if chilling prospect: What would be on the table at your last supper? Over the next few issues, we’ll feature their ultimate menus, course by course, along with personal anecdotes, childhood reveries, spousal love and … oysters.