I would have the biggest steak dinner possible, with fried okra and corm on the con and baked potatoes soaked in sour cream butter, cheese, and bacon bits. I would have all sorts of seafood, from smoked oysters to salmon to sushi. I'd even try pufferfish. Yeah, I know it could kill me...but like it would matter that week! I'd eat it on the last day! I'd have buttery croissants or lox for breakfast and I would eat as many shrimp as humanly possible. Oh yeah, and bacon. LOTS of drippy, greasy, squishy bacon.