Katy and I sometimes watch Man V Food as filler TV. The show is about a man who roams the US to face food challenges that local restaurants host as a matter of course (like eating 5 pounds of chicken wings in 30 minutes to win a t-shirt, an 8 pound sirloin steak to get your picture on the wall, or a 6-pound hoagie with 2 pounds of fries). So yeah. One TV critic describes it as the food version of Jackass. Every time we watch the show, we’re half-and-half drooling at the food that’s being prepared and appalled at the waste generated and the idiocy of it all.
We decided to do our own version of the silliness today. I made us a one-pound burger, with a quarter pound of bacon and three slices of cheese, topped with fried mushrooms and onions, pickles, lettuce, mayo and reggae reggae relish all on a grand rustique loaf. It was really good. It was huge. The scary bit? It’s not even in the Man V Food league in meal size. Still, it’s not something that I’m planning on doing again any time soon. I’m still stuffed from the thing!
