What last meal did you order on death row that saved your life? I ordered my sister's homemade lasagna. The guards laughed because obviously she couldn't make it in prison. But I insisted they get the recipe from her house and follow it exactly. I was convicted of killing my business partner Tom. My fingerprints on the weapon, my DNA at the scene, security footage of me at his house. But I knew who really killed him. My sister's husband, Greg. Tom discovered Greg was embezzling millions and was going to expose him. Greg wore my jacket, used my stolen keys, planted my DNA everywhere. My sister refused to believe her husband was capable of murder. So I waited on death row for 3 years, studying Greg's past. And I learned one crucial thing my sister never knew. He was severely allergic to fennel. My sister's lasagna recipe had fennel in it. She'd modified it 4 years ago after marrying Greg. The old recipe I gave the prison had loads of fennel. When the guards showed up with the lasagna, my lawyer was there with Greg as a witness. I insisted he take a bite first to prove it wasn't poisoned. Greg went into anaphylactic shock in 90 seconds. As paramedics worked on him, he screamed about his allergy. But Tom's autopsy showed fennel in his stomach. The only way Tom ate that lasagna was if someone who didn't know about Greg's allergy made it. Greg confessed an hour later. I walked out 6 months later. Sometimes revenge is best served with fennel. - #redditstory #redditstories #redditreadings -