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If you were to participate in an eating contest... (1 Viewer)

I can crush sushi like a sumo wrestler. 
At an AYCE place recently, they came out to let me know after my 5th order that if I couldn't finish it, they would charge me the full menu price for it (in addition to the AYCE price.) Insulted, I proceeded to finish my 5th, 6th, 7th and 8th order. 

 
Bacon - Mark Lyle "The Human Vacuum" - 
54 Pieces of Bacon / 5 Minutes - 
2010 Beggin' Strips World Bacon Eating Championship

I feel like I'd be able to do 36 with no problem.  Shouldn't this number be higher?  mmmmmm bacon. Melts in your mouth.

 
At an AYCE place recently, they came out to let me know after my 5th order that if I couldn't finish it, they would charge me the full menu price for it (in addition to the AYCE price.) Insulted, I proceeded to finish my 5th, 6th, 7th and 8th order. 
There's a good AYCE place near me, that went away from AYCE sushi, but kept AYCE rest of the stuff.  I like to think it was because of me.

 
Bacon - Mark Lyle "The Human Vacuum" - 
54 Pieces of Bacon / 5 Minutes - 
2010 Beggin' Strips World Bacon Eating Championship

I feel like I'd be able to do 36 with no problem.  Shouldn't this number be higher?  mmmmmm bacon. Melts in your mouth.
Yeah that seems low, but the time element is hard to judge. I've never eaten fast on a clock like that.  

 
Yeah that seems low, but the time element is hard to judge. I've never eaten fast on a clock like that.  
I've done a bacon run (1 lb of bacon at midpoint of 5k) and the Krispy Kreme Donut Run (12 iced donuts at midpoint of 5 miles) and the donuts were harder than the bacon.  It's more about volume than weight.

 
Clams

Specifically littleneck clams in garlic/white wine sauce. 
I once witnessed a clam eating contest at a bar. They were steamed and dipped in butter. I love clams, but it was disgusting. Two guys called it a draw at like 7 dozen. I couldn't even watch them gag down the last dozen or so.  :X

 
Bacon - Mark Lyle "The Human Vacuum" - 
54 Pieces of Bacon / 5 Minutes - 
2010 Beggin' Strips World Bacon Eating Championship

I feel like I'd be able to do 36 with no problem.  Shouldn't this number be higher?  mmmmmm bacon. Melts in your mouth.
Yeah that seems low, but the time element is hard to judge. I've never eaten fast on a clock like that.  
By looking at the name of the sponsor, we may not be talking about real bacon.

 
Had a buddy challenge me to an eating contest at some chain BBQ (Bennets?  Was that a thing?) place in Houston maybe 20 years ago. I've never done such a thing but I was game.  The place had an all-you-can eat brisket thing going on.  Your first plate was a pound of brisket, a pound of fries, two pieces of Texas toast, a half cup of baked beans and a half cup of dill pickles.  After the first plate you could get more brisket a half pound at a time. 

The deal was there would be no winner until one person got a full plate ahead of the other.  By that rule you had to pace your competitor so speed was part of it, but you also, potentially, had to go the distance.

I won when I finished 7&1/2 pounds before he finished his 6&1/2 pound serving plate.  I was more than a plate up.  That came around the 45 minute mark.  Bloated and miserable, and wondering why I ever agreed to this we trundled on out of the place.  We were at a conference staying at a hotel and I thought walking it off was a good idea.  We had about a mile, maybe a bit more to get back.  About halfway back to the Hotel the rumblings started. A quick visual survey of our route indicated there was no potential relief between where I was and where I needed to get.  I slowed my walk.  My buddy, who had lost was enjoying my pain.  Eventually it was clear I was not going to make it and I did it like a sick dog, under a bush, trying to hide from traffic.  I wiped with my underwear and left my shame under that bush which I am sure either perished or grew to the size of a sequoia overnight. 

Having vacated I felt better but not well.  I still had considerable bloat but I was going to be fine.  My buddy, who had ribbed me while I was growling in the bush suddenly got a very distressed look. The thing was, we were now well away from any likely bushes.  He picked a tree for cover.  The tree was maybe four inches in diameter, but was all there was.  Unlike me he started spewing from both ends, instead of one.  He also did not have sufficient time to situate himself to protect his clothing. Now I was laughing and cars passing by were honking their horns.  He ended up laying in that grassy area while I walked back to the room to get him some unsoiled clothes so that he could return to the Hotel.

Answer, to the OP question, anything except bad brisket at a cheap chain BBQ place.

Oh... The hotel lost two towels that night as I took my buddy a wet and a dry towel along with the fresh clothes. 

 
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Had a buddy challenge me to an eating contest at some chain BBQ (Bennets?  Was that a thing?) place in Houston maybe 20 years ago. I've never done such a thing but I was game.  the place had an all-you-can eat brisket thing going on.  Your first plate was a pound of brisket, a pound of fries, two pieces of Texas toast, a half cup of baked beans and a half cup of dill pickles.  after the first plate you could get more brisket a half pound at a time. 

The deal was there would be no winner until one person got a full plate ahead of the other.  Bye that rule you had to pace your competitor so speed was part of it, but you also, potentially, had to go the distance.

I won when I finished 7&1/2 pounds before he finished his 6&1/2 pound serving plate.  I was more than a plate up.  That came around the 45 minute mark.  bloated and miserable, and wondering why I ever agreed to this we trundled on out of the place.  We were at a conference staying at a hotel and I thought walking it off was a good idea.  We had about a mile, maybe a bit more to get back.  About halfway back to the Hotel the rumblings started. A quick visual survey of our route indicated there was no potential relief between where I was and where I needed to get.  I slowed my walk.  My buddy, who had lost was enjoying my pain.  Eventually it was clear I was not going to make it and I did it like a sick dog, under a bush, trying to hide from traffic.  I wiped with my underwear and left my shame under that bush which I am sure either perished or grew to the size of a sequoia overnight. 

Having vacated I felt better but not well.  I still had considerable bloat but I was going to be fine.  My buddy, who had ribbed me while I was growing in the bush suddenly got a very distressed look. The thing was, we were now well away from any likely bushes.  He picked a tree for cover.  the tree was maybe four inches in diameter, but was all there was.  Unlike me he started spewing from both ends, instead of one.  he also did not have sufficient time to situate himself to protect his clothing. Now I was laughing and cars passing by were honking their horns.  he ended up laying in that grassy area while I walked back to the room to get him some unsoiled clothes so that he could return to the Hotel.

Answer, to the OP question, anything except bad brisket at a cheap chain BBQ place.
:lmao:

 
Popcorn or pizza.   I wouldn't win but love both so at least I would enjoy myself.   That said I probably would eat so much I would get sick which might ruin those foods forever.

 
culdeus said:
Yeah that seems low, but the time element is hard to judge. I've never eaten fast on a clock like that.  
The clock part is more difficult than people think.  I did a contest in high school, ate two footlong subs in 6 minutes.  It wasn't easy those last couple minutes.

Video of this exists, I'll have to find it.

 
Popcorn or pizza.   I wouldn't win but love both so at least I would enjoy myself.   That said I probably would eat so much I would get sick which might ruin those foods forever.
I eat so much popcorn every time I go to the movies I get sick, but can't stop myself.

 
If you were to participate in an eating contest and you were allowed to pick the food, what would you choose? Let’s say first place would win a million dollars. 
white castle, hands down.

did this in college....i rolled 20 pretty quickly IIRC.

 
Had a buddy challenge me to an eating contest at some chain BBQ (Bennets?  Was that a thing?) place in Houston maybe 20 years ago. I've never done such a thing but I was game.  The place had an all-you-can eat brisket thing going on.  Your first plate was a pound of brisket, a pound of fries, two pieces of Texas toast, a half cup of baked beans and a half cup of dill pickles.  After the first plate you could get more brisket a half pound at a time. 

The deal was there would be no winner until one person got a full plate ahead of the other.  By that rule you had to pace your competitor so speed was part of it, but you also, potentially, had to go the distance.

I won when I finished 7&1/2 pounds before he finished his 6&1/2 pound serving plate.  I was more than a plate up.  That came around the 45 minute mark.  Bloated and miserable, and wondering why I ever agreed to this we trundled on out of the place.  We were at a conference staying at a hotel and I thought walking it off was a good idea.  We had about a mile, maybe a bit more to get back.  About halfway back to the Hotel the rumblings started. A quick visual survey of our route indicated there was no potential relief between where I was and where I needed to get.  I slowed my walk.  My buddy, who had lost was enjoying my pain.  Eventually it was clear I was not going to make it and I did it like a sick dog, under a bush, trying to hide from traffic.  I wiped with my underwear and left my shame under that bush which I am sure either perished or grew to the size of a sequoia overnight. 

Having vacated I felt better but not well.  I still had considerable bloat but I was going to be fine.  My buddy, who had ribbed me while I was growling in the bush suddenly got a very distressed look. The thing was, we were now well away from any likely bushes.  He picked a tree for cover.  The tree was maybe four inches in diameter, but was all there was.  Unlike me he started spewing from both ends, instead of one.  He also did not have sufficient time to situate himself to protect his clothing. Now I was laughing and cars passing by were honking their horns.  He ended up laying in that grassy area while I walked back to the room to get him some unsoiled clothes so that he could return to the Hotel.

Answer, to the OP question, anything except bad brisket at a cheap chain BBQ place.

Oh... The hotel lost two towels that night as I took my buddy a wet and a dry towel along with the fresh clothes. 
:lmao:

 

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