What I’d Eat for My Last Meal on Death Row
Robbie Pickard
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I’d start with a tall stack of chocolate chip pancakes and perfectly crispy bacon for breakfast with a pitcher of fresh orange juice from Clinton Street Bakery.

For lunch, one slice of every variety of pizza they make at Joe’s Pizza and a 2-liter bottle of Dr. Pepper in a gigantic icy mug with a swirly straw.

Can I nap between lunch and dinner, or is that when they’d turn me to glue? Okay, no nap.

For dinner, five orders of the thin sliced barbecue pork chops from Nha Trang One, with side bowls of Pho and Hot and Sour soup, and one cold beer.