Every person I have known and loved is dead, and my magic dumbass of a refrigerator doesn't even give me a beer. Beautiful. Some yeast would have come in handy too.
But with eggs, I could make pasta, so I'll take them. And I'll assume that the oil is olive oil, so I'll also choose tomatoes, light cream and chicken. It'll be pasta and chicken every day, but between the oil, cream and tomatoes, I should be able to mix it up enough to stave off suicidal boredom for a week or two.
Wait. Is Absolut Citron a "composed dish"? If not, nix the chicky, and I'll go with the Absolut.