I would want my relatives to eat a chip dip that has a little bit of my ashes in it. Or whatever food won't let them actually taste my dead roasted body.
I'd want my family to keep my ashes..
((Since I actually do have my grandfather's ashes, it's in a beautiful red urn, and it's surrounded by pictures of him and my grandmother!))
I suppose I dont care, as long as im remembered as a person who made others happy and spread that happiness. The memories are what count after your gone, not your body. Your soul did that giving, and used your hands.