I reckon the prospect of oblivion will make me pretty hungry.
Starter: Chicken satay skewers
Main course: Full no bullshit English Breakfast/mixed grill combo consisting of 2 fried eggs, 2 pieces fried bread, 2 hash browns, 1 large field mushroom, 4 rashers bacon, 3 sausage, large black pudding, small sirloin steak, lamb chop, with some onion rings, heinz baked beans and bubble and squeak made with potatoes, cale, asparagus, onion etc. on the side. Everything highest quality organic ingredients except for the baked beans.
Dessert: Ice cream sundae with mint choc chip, chocolate and vanilla ice cream plus nuts, chocolate sauce, wafers, etc.
Followed by: Cheese board (biblical scale) with full selection of biscuits for cheese, coffee. Also a selection of mixed nuts and some chocolates.
If we're allowed drugs and alcohol I will start this meal off with a large joint, expertly rolled into an utterly flawless shiva's trident by a strange bearded man flown in specially from California, made half and half with golden virginia rolling tobacco and hyper-potent genetically engineered kush from the CIA's own private stash. To accompany the main course I will drink two pints of Flowers Original Strong Ale. After the main course I will smoke a standard roll-up. After dessert I will have a Romio Y Julieta cigar and drink a good 14 year Islay malt. If we are not allowed drugs and alcohol then my accompaniement for the entire meal will be two fucking litres of irn bru and a lot of weeping.