How would I spend my last 60 minutes? I hope that I would be able to fully appreciate how absolutely critical each second would be and utilize each and every one of them. I know that I would savor that time with my 2 kids. If it would be possible the ultimate last hour of my life would be my children and I in France, specifically a little town called Piraillan, in a villa that we had envisioned buying a few years back, (the deal fell through). The villa is so charming and private. The street isn’t visible from the house because it is set up and behind the terraced front garden. French doors are features in every room so there is instant access to the wrap around garden all around the house. You really get the sense of seclusion even though the farmer’s market is only 2 streets away and the bay is right across the street in the other direction. The pine forest is right behind the farmer’s market and the scent of pine and sand permeates the air. There’s a large tiled terrace right off the living room where we would be having a spectacular lunch of all our favorite regional specialties. We would have oysters and mussels gratinee. The oysters are opened and filled with garlic, parsley, swiss cheese and bread crumbs. The mussels are steamed open beforehand and then filled with the same mixture and baked in the oven for a few minutes, the smells and the taste are unbelievable . The combination of the brininess of the oysters, the sweetness of the mussels and the pungency of the garlic with the nuttiness of the cheese cut by the freshness of the parsley. Nectar of the gods, I say. We would follow that with a beautiful pate de foie gras on toast points served with a frisee salad dressed with a simple vinigraitte to cut the richness of the foie gras. We would then have dessert, my favorite, chocolate eclairs with a strong bracing cup of coffee. Amidst all this beautiful food, talking and laughing I would like the hour to slowly come to an end softly not abruptly. I would wind down like a clock winding down and slowly stopping quietly and gently.