A
couple days ago, my buddy DBH sent me an article entitled "23
People on the 'Fattest Thing' They've Ever Done." Apparently, AskReddit users were asked
"what's the fattest thing you've ever done?" and this article posts
some of the best responses. There are
some pretty solid ones.
Reading
the article got me thinking about some of the more gluttonous things I've ever
done. Obviously, everyone overindulges
on Thanksgiving or eats way too much when they go to Fogo de Chao, but then there
are those times when you aren't necessarily planning on doing something
"fat," but you do, or times when you say to yourself, "Shit man,
I really need to get my daily caloric intake in one sitting. Time to go to Taco Bell and get a Grande
Meal." Here are the five
"fattest things" I have done.
23
Chicken Tenders
Freshman
year at IU, I had a "traditional dining hall" in the dorm next to me,
which meant that it served breakfast, lunch, and dinner, cafeteria style, so it
was pretty much all you can eat. A
couple guys from my floor and I decided to have an eating contest one night
when they had chicken tenders (fried, of course). I should note that these were closer in size
to chicken breasts than to chicken nuggets –- probably 2-4 ounces each. I ate 23.
I won. It's a wonder why I gained
17 pounds by November of my freshman year.
Double
Bamba #1
Also
when I was at IU, as I was wont to do after a night of boozing, I went to the
now-defunct famed late night burrito stop, LaBamba. Their slogan was "burritos as big as
your head," and the burritos came in three sizes: junior, regular, and super. The super was probably 10-12 inches long and 4-5
inches in diameter. It was mammoth. The steak version with everything (which is
what I got) had to be over 1500 calories.
I usually just ordered the regular, but one night, I concluded that a
regular just wasn't going to cut it, so I order a super with steak. At this particular time, I lived about 4
blocks away from LaBamba, and I would often spend my stumble home enjoying a
burrito –- a "walking burrito," we used to call it. So, I took my super steak burrito to go and
devoured it on the walk home. When I
arrived home, I realized that I was somehow not full. So I walked back to LaBamba and order a
regular steak burrito, which I then devoured on my walk home. It's a wonder why I left Bloomington 30
pounds heavier than when I first arrived.
Double
Bamba #1
Another
time, I was visiting some friends at Eastern Illinois. They also had a LaBamba. In the middle of a house party, I walked over
there by myself, got a regular steak burrito, walked back to the party, ate the
burrito, immediately walked back to LaBamba by myself, got another regular
steak burrito, walked back to the party, ate the burrito, and then made out
with some chick. God, I miss college.
Parking
Lot Pizza
A
couple years ago, I was at a wedding in a small town in Illinois. Monical's is a pizza chain, the bulk of whose
restaurants are in central Illinois. As
the reception was nearing an end, the bride recommended Monical's as a
late-night food option. Mind you, this
was only a couple hours after we had eaten a nice, filling meal at the
reception. I can't remember why we
ordered the pizza right then and there (perhaps Monical's was about to close or
something), but someone ordered two extra larges to be delivered to the banquet
hall parking lot. The plan was to take
it back to the hotel for room parties. Three of us went out to meet the delivery guy. After getting the pizza, we popped one guy's
trunk and put the pizzas in there. It
smelled too damn good, so we said to ourselves, "let's have a piece before
we go back to the hotel." I kid you
not, it took the three of us no more than five minutes to finish off an entire
pizza. We murdered that thing without so
much as word spoken. Just three grown
men in suits standing in a banquet hall parking lot eating pizza out of a car
trunk in silence. "I thought we
ordered two pizzas," our wives said when we got back to the hotel. "We did," we answered sheepishly.
McDoner's
Last
year when I was in Munich (the rest of the trip recap is coming at some point,
I swear!), I got a doner kebab after a night of drinking. Not satiated by this delicious Turkish treat,
I headed straight to McDonald's, where I got a double cheeseburger and fries,
the latter of which I drenched in mayo.
The next night, I just got two doner kebabs because when's the next time
I'm going to be in Munich?
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