Now that the holidays are over, everyone's making thier New Years resolutions. Heck, I made some. But I thought this post-New Years post should go in a different direction...eating lots, excess & gluttony. that's the theme for today.
Eat like a Sumo wrestler. Man those recipes look good. And healthy, too!
While we're in Japan, gotta mention competitive eating, a sport which the country seems to excel at (without getting fat...WTF?). And yes, I said sport.
Planning some excess drinking? Follow thses tips for a feel-good tomorrow.
Excess cooking.
Excess Americanized Mexican dining (and Cartman likes it, too!)
Excess chocolate? no such thing...but this comes close. *drool*
Just want to feel big? Eat little foods.
Want inspiration to actually get bigger? A database of weight-gain stories.
Ananova's list of stories about world record food.
Speaking of which, Have you seen the Discovery Channel's show "Big?" The replicate everyday objects to huge scale. They've done a blender, a pop-corn popper, a bbq grill, a toaster and an espresso machine...plus some non-food related stuff (but who cares about that stuff, eh?).
Sure gluttony is one of the 7 deadly sins. But heck, I guess I'm a glutton for punishment (harr harr). So, go overboard once in awhile! You can live a big life but have a big heart at the same time.
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Monday, January 03, 2005
Monday, November 15, 2004
the unthinkable
Not my proudest food moment, but I thought I’d share anyway.
So I go out with some family and friends to this lounge at a local casino, heard some live cover songs, did some girl-talk, and drank too many Fat Tires. How do I know I had too many? Well ‘cause on the way home Jack managed to talk me into stopping by White Castle for some late-night chow. I have never liked white Castle… not one little bit. I don’t like smelling up the car with it, and I don’t like the taste nor texture of "slyders." But Jack insisted I would like their new chicken sandwiches, which are all real breast meat. He was paying…and driving, so I caved. The sandwiches were pretty good...
My fear of the crave started early in life. I saw a t.v. show one time, like a today-show type format. They had a guy on who wrote a book of top-secret recipes, and for the show he was making White Castle hamburgers. Here’s the yucky part…one of the ingredients was beef baby food! Yummmm. Kind of like This recipe. But apparently everyone and their mother has their own way of making them. Even Alton Brown. I don’t think I’ll be trying any of them soon.
I’d kind of like to see This movie though.
So I go out with some family and friends to this lounge at a local casino, heard some live cover songs, did some girl-talk, and drank too many Fat Tires. How do I know I had too many? Well ‘cause on the way home Jack managed to talk me into stopping by White Castle for some late-night chow. I have never liked white Castle… not one little bit. I don’t like smelling up the car with it, and I don’t like the taste nor texture of "slyders." But Jack insisted I would like their new chicken sandwiches, which are all real breast meat. He was paying…and driving, so I caved. The sandwiches were pretty good...
My fear of the crave started early in life. I saw a t.v. show one time, like a today-show type format. They had a guy on who wrote a book of top-secret recipes, and for the show he was making White Castle hamburgers. Here’s the yucky part…one of the ingredients was beef baby food! Yummmm. Kind of like This recipe. But apparently everyone and their mother has their own way of making them. Even Alton Brown. I don’t think I’ll be trying any of them soon.
I’d kind of like to see This movie though.
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