X) Books you just bought

I'm adding this category, because I just bought a book in the best bookstore ever (they have a cat! And you get free coffee and sometimes even cookies! And there are books! And the owner knows so much about books! And a cat! A real cat! Which you can pet!) and I wanted to share it with you because I think it's absolutely brilliant. It's called "Letzte Mahlzeiten - Die Aufzeichnungen des königlich bayrischen Henkers Bartholomäus Ratzenhammer" (by the way, wouldn't the correct form be bayerischen? But maybe I'm wrong here) and it is just what it sounds like - a book about people who were executed and their last meals, including recipes. How awesome is that?
Bartholomäus Ratzenhammer (even the name is epic!) was born 1860 and became the last Bavarian royal executer. When the guy, who wrote the book, stumbled across his writings, the authorities told him he could keep them. And as he seemed so interested in the whole thing, he could take the old guillotine as well. Apparently he didn't take the guillotine, though, which is weird. In my eyes, a guillotine makes a fitting accessory for every living room. Anyway, the book covers the lives, deaths and last meals of 17 people. One of them is Cossipidus P., a monk who first published the A-Z of penalties of hell, starting with "Abbrennen der Genitalien" and ending with "Zerwuzeln der Hirnmasse" he started killing people after listening to their confessions and blessing them, so he could be sure they would go to heaven. He started with his grandparents and later invented a confessional with a pit full of acid underneath, accessable through a trapdoor he could control. Very creative, the guy. Other than that he had a very chaste and modest life. In the night of his execution, however, he felt that a little bit of sin was necessary and so he demanded not only a four-course meal (bread soup with royale and lovage, pasta with cabbage-sauce, cauliflower with cheese and berries from the woods with sour cream) but also - understandable - someone to fuck. He only got his first wish, though. Poor guy.