Pamela Adlon told this joke on Somebody Feed Phil. Have never heard it before, it caught me off guard, and I loved it

Old man Rosenberg is laying on his death bed in his family’s home. All of a sudden he gets a whiff of the best thing he’s ever smelled. “What is that glorious smell?? I know that smell. Oh lord it’s my daughters famous brisket.” A few minutes go by and his grandson Ezra comes into his room. “Ezra, please go get me a plate of your mothers brisket. I want nothing more in this world than I want a plate of that brisket for my last meal.” “Ok, grandpa.” 10 minutes pass and Ezra comes back empty handed “Ezra my boy. Where is the brisket? I don’t have much time left and that’s the only thing I want.” “Sorry, grandpa. Mom says that that’s for after the funeral.”