For me food is one of my sources of happiness and over weight since I eat whenever I am happy, whenever I am sad, and I whenever stressed . food is my escape . especially if the dish is my mom's , I love everything she prepares .so thinking about my last meal is quite confusing. But it would probably be my mom's couscous with meat and red sweet sauce(in the traditional way as our grandmothers used to do it). As I have always imagined myself dieing after such fancy dish.