Extreme Eating Challenge
Disclaimer: No jars were harmed during the making of this next post. Just a couple of bruised egos.
Last night we met up with my sister, her husband, and another so-called extreme eater, named Guy, to take on an extreme eating challenge at the Extreme Eatery in Delray Beach. Let’s just say there was one challenge winner and two losers. Guy should change his name to Boy and Matt should never take on another timed eating challenge again!
You could choose your challenge. Matt chose the 3lb burger with a pound of french fries. Everything on the plate had to be consumed in 45 minutes. “D” and Boy selected the philly steaks, approximately 2lbs of meat and buns but the fries were just for show.
At first all was well. The boys were starving and full of confidence but as Matt’s 3 pound burger arrived the hope of succeeding diminished slightly. This burger was MASSIVE. Gluttonous in fact. Anyone who knows Matt knows he can eat but he is slow. Slow, slow, slow! A timed challenge just seemed wrong!?!
My sister’s husband, “D”, is a huge eater and has the mental will of an ox. I was fairly confident he would succeed because he’s just too committed to lose. He was our chanllenge winner!! “D’s” handsome mug will now hang on the wall of this establishment as a token of this milestone along with maybe 20 others!
Despite the fact that Matt did not succeed he went down chewing. He didn’t lose because he was full he lost because he ran out of time. Can you believe that he washed it all down with a pint of beer and wanted to stop to get ice-cream on the way home?
This is my kind of challenge. I can keep up with the best of them and I swear, if power eating was an Olympic sport, I may just have a shot at winning a gold.
Sorry Matt came up short, maybe next year? Where were you in all this, Andrea? Did you attempt the eat-a-thon at all?
While Matt was power eating…I was power drinking. Thursday nights 2 for 1! Now, this is where my gold medal would be won!
‘Atta Girl! 🙂
You’re having one hell of a vacation!
Well my mental state after eating all that food was that of Charlie sheen, but like he said I’m a winner !!! I have never felt so food hungover in all my life 24 hrs later I’m still in pain… But I have an everlasting photo on the wall.. For my great great great grandkids to see…
You’ll always be the champ in my books!
Congrats “D”! Sorry, Matt you never had a chance. I’ve seen you polish off more food than this, but you need the time to savour the flavour!
o. m. g. Stunned…just stunned.
Everyone in our Turnbull family is a slow eater, none of us should attemt anything that is timed when it comes to food. We like to savour and enjoy. Too bad you lost little brother.