The answer is pancakes. Always pancakes.
I have a serious pancake (or pancake type food) addiction. It’s my comfort food, my favourite of all foods. Whenever I’m depressed, my friends will offer me IHOP because they know I will never turn down a pancake.
So, it would only be fitting that my last meal on Earth would be from the pancake family. But not waffles. Waffles just WISH they could be pancakes, preferably covered in Nutella, nature’s other perfect food.