How about the menu at the birthday party for one of Britney Spears' kids?

Somebody's last meal on Death Row?

I'm assuming breakfast is not the right answer.

Hillary Clinton's defeat party? (Bill must have planned it).

Excellent guesses, one and all.

I think the plan here is (and EL can confirm) that she will reveal the winner, if there is one, in a later post this morning, because this leads to another topic she will pose.

Is that the plan, Ms. Large?

Exactly. The other topic was the best part. EL

W's 1st inaugural dinner.

If Spring1 is an author's creation, then Eudora Welty lives.

Elvis's last supper?

The meal for the offensive tackles on the Ravens?

EL wrote: Exactly. The other topic was the best part.

As Springs1 would say, "WHAT?"

You mean to tell me that a menu where three of the four courses are deep fried ISN'T THE BEST PART?

There are only two ways this menu could have been improved: bacon and bourbon.

(Yes, those are gratuitious inclusions because I've grown fond, from afar, of "the Girls.")

Let me rephrase that. This is a topic we've touched on before, but Bucky adds a new dimension to it. EL

A more interesting question (I think) is how fresh fruit snuck onto the menu. I would have thought Twinkies or Moon Pies would have been more in keeping with the basic theme. And if this was not put together just from drive through windows, but a kitchen was involved/available: deep fried Twinkies!

Susan WNAJ: that would explain a lot, wouldn't it?

Yuk, yuk, yuk

It seems like a lifetime ago or just last week. Asunción, Paraguay, near the dilapidated casino and bus station full of Amish people in overalls and straw hats. This is an easy place for someone of German heritage to disappear, I just hope that it doesn't happen tonight. The rain that never stops. Sitting in a rusty bathtub full of cold water and despair, trying to lower my fever. The grinding fan from another room sparking auditory hallucinations. Dehydrated and too weak to walk. Someone stole my urban sombrero. When I close my eyes my mind starts writing complete and oddly compelling episodes of Hogan's Heroes. At other times characters from Law & Order fill my head with imaginary dialog. Phone service? You got no stinking bars here. I've been sicker, but not much. I have no energy to wish for death. I'm so thirsty, but the water is malo. The fan now speaking in Guarani or is that a real person? Which is the bigger gamble - riding it out yourself or a Paraguayan hospital. I roll the dice on myself.

OK, maybe he isn't Springs1. EL

Yep, sounds like Springs1 to me.

I still don't have the strength to go through past posts and see who this Springs1 character is. The thought of most food still makes me nauseous. I'm still at the broth stage of revival. Nature does abhor a vacuum though.

Owl Man, there is a difference of opinion as to whether Springs1 was a highly entertaining (albeit misguided) addition to the Sandbox or a stream-of-consciousness, narcissistic pain.

Maybe a reading by a fresh set of eyes would resolve the discussion, once yours regain the ability to focus. (And they do need to be able to focus, because Ms. Springs1 rejects John McIntyre and all he represents. Upon that, we all agree.)

I'm with Joyce W. on the big train from Memphis and with Bucky on bourbon and bacon. Might go for whipped cream on the strawberries

The components of the meal sound rather specific. Therefore, I'll have to second "Rob in PCB's" guess of a last meal for a death row inmate.

Ted Bundy? Timothy McVeigh?

Welcome back Owl Man!
You don't want to read the Springs1 posts, it may set you back in your recovery. Made my head hurt.

As for the mystery meal, I thought maybe it was the last meal of the guy Texas just executed.

RtSO...you made me laugh. I once went through a phase where many of my meals consisted of a Dr. Pepper and a Moon Pie. It was brought on by a song that I can no longer recall.

Elvis was a grilled peanut butter & banana sandwich guy.

I know this, but am ashamed that I do. I listen way too much to my father's rambling on car trips.

Incidentally, this is an order of KFC away from the last meal of the In Cold Blood killers.

A dark side to the Sandbox is beginning to emerge...

I think you're thinking of the NRBQ song RC Cola and a Moon Pie. How old are you?

I just lurched back from a trip to Ho Foods. Damn, yogurt and vodka is heavy. Sometimes I want to murder half of the people in Whole Foods. Especially when I'm sick and I'm pouring out sweat and some idiot is involved with some other idiot about whether a case Tuscaloosa Springs water is a different price per bottle per case than per bottle and an extra from the Jefferson's or Mama's Family tells me that God gave us Patience for a reason. Well, today no I have no patience for the slow-witted checkers at the world's most convenient (to my house) and expensive food store and my nutrient-deprived brain can't possibly figure out the damned self-checker, especially since it announces over and over "Help is on the way". I'm using my cart as a walker basically, leaning hard on it and presenting myself baboon-style to the nitwits grazing for free tiny pieces of crap brownies and corn bread. Yes, I'm in a frickin hurry Grandma, I'm about to pass out and/or murder someone.

Still, I'm glad to be back.

Having done a Whole Paycheck run myself today, yes, I'd agree that the folks clogging up the aisles there are worse than at other grocery stores.

But, dang, that Humboldt Fog cheese was lovely.

Hey Owlie did you find Snickers?

Whole Foods sells vodka?

Anyone who doesn't have bacon as part of their last meal is nuts.

Hi Bucky.

I know Bourbon Girl is going to be so thrilled that the Owl is back, though I bet she's going to get him on that Vodka choice.

And I don't know why the Owl is buying yogurt instead of bacon. Bacon makes everyone feel better. I hope he has a good explanation. I wouldn't go through that "Ho Foods" hell for freakin' yogurt.

Owl sweetie, you must be sick if you're buying vodka (and yogurt). I hope you have a good explanation (such as a gackfest to purge your body of toxins).

Hang in there. I've missed you terribly! Bourbon is on me when you recover.

p.s. Did you find Snickers?

Glad you're back, OMG - and I can identify with the feeling of wanting to murder in Whole Foods, but in my scenerio it's usually on the parking lot of the Whole Foods in Mt Washington, which is, as near as I can pinpoint, The Parking Lot from Hell!

Welcome back Owlie, we' ve missed you!! Hope by this time you're considerably closer to a relative state of wellness...finally to be entirely well by (perhaps) the weekend? Think positively!

So, I did what I usually do when I need to remember something from a long time ago.

I drank a couple of shots of Yukon Jack, then I put my extended index fingers to my temples. Then I stared at the wall through squinted eyes.

It works. No really, it does.

The song I had forgotten, but have now remembered, that referred to Dr. Pepper and an ol' Moon Pie was Junk Food Junkie by Larry Groce.

(And I bet most of you put your index fingers to your temples and squinted a couple paragraphs back, didn't you. Ha! I love it when that happens.)

Welcome back Owl Meat: you have been missed!
Bucky- I haven't thought of that song in years. What a fun song...
Music has gotten so boring. Nobody does songs like that anymore.
On another note related to the posts about the generation gap and music (where the young 'uns don't know Sgt. Pepper or James Taylor):
Pete Seeger is performing tomorrow night at McDaniel College for a fundraiser. I miss those days of folksingers who sang meaningful songs.

Pete Seeger is performing tomorrow night at McDaniel College for a fundraiser. I miss those days of folksingers who sang meaningful songs.

I agree, Susan WNAJ. And check this out.

- Old Hippie Rosebud.

No, Ho Foods doesn't sell vodka, because that was the JOKE part of yogurt and vodka. You see, when you juxapose two dissimilar items that logically shouldn't be in the same set, say food for a sick person, the result is often comical. And bacon does make everything better, except a stomach that nearly turned itself inside out recently many times. Same with bourbon. And what is wrong with the customers at Woe Foods? When they're in front of the pastry case it's like they're picking Faberge eggs or Chinese orphans. I could go on, but I won't.

And I don't know why the Owl is buying yogurt instead of bacon.

Because you can't buy real bacon at Whole Foods. They only have that fake nitrate-free stuff.

Nitrate-free bacon is fake? Why? I thought their bacon was good, it just has a shorter shelf life.

Rosebud, hippie sister, you would appreciate a birthday card I got years ago. It showed a tie-dyed beaded long-haired lovely flashing the peace sign and said "Remember Groovy?" And then I opened it up and it it said "Thought so."

Hippie Rosebud, thanks for that. I was a hippie and my favorite saying is still "if you're not part of the solution you're part of the problem".
Truer words were never spoken.

Dahlink, dear sister, I'm picturing that and having a good chuckle.

Susan WNAJ, I have to admit to sadly missing the time when I really believed Margaret Mead was right when she said, "Never doubt that a small group of thoughtful, committed people can change the world. Indeed, it is the only thing that ever has."

to "Owl Meat Gravy"
it's been nearly a year since you posted your comment, but i have been searching for that card everywhere. the one in my parent's house has gotten lost over time. the woman on that card is my aunt. I was a little girl when she got the job to pose for that card and I remember staring at it for hours on our refrigerator. do you by any chance still have it? could you scan it for me?
i know this is a long shot but it would be cool.
-jen

oops, i thought the name above each comment was the author. i ought to have addressed Dahlink. My apologies

It's ok, jen. Hang around a little more and you won't confuse Dahlink and Owl Meat Gravy, regardless of where their names are.

If you're not part of the solution, you're part of the precipitate.

Hi, Jen! I'll have a look, but I think that card may be buried under too many layers of paper to excavate very quickly.

Bucky--thanks very much--I was worried there for a moment!

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