I guess a Supreme Family Kit might justify a Last Supper:
"33-year-old Tremayne Durham of New York City, accused of murdering a man in Oregon, was so sick of jail food that he agreed to plead guilty last month in exchange for a fried chicken feast on the court's tab. In accordance with his plea agreement, Durham was given KFC and Popeyes chicken, mashed potatoes, coleslaw, carrot cake, and ice cream—and after receiving his life sentence yesterday, he was also granted calzones, lasagna, pizza, and more ice cream."