Texas-sized baked potato
64 ounces of top sirloin
Oh wait, the steak challenge at the Big Texan Steak Ranch in Amarillo, Texas is not a 64 ounce steak dinner
in one hour. It's a 72 ounce steak dinner
in one hour. Oh yeah. Strike two.
T-bonz, her momma (might I add my hot dog contest-winning mother-in-law
) and I hit the road Friday. I blinked a bit too long and crossed the center line on a two-way road. Scared that pickup driver pretty good. T-bonz got a speeding ticket in lovely Campo, Colorado
. But we finally we got to Amarillo Friday evening during a downpour of Biblical proportions (is it a coincidence that the there was a huge Jehovah Witness convention in Amarillo?).
I felt ready for it. We limoed to the place.
Note to self: Skip that next time.After trying it in May
I said this thing can be done and I still feel that way. The meat's big, no doubt about it.
I started on the meat first. Cutting around the outsides and working my way in toward the middle, I was doing well - a bit over half of it in 15 minutes. And like last time the steak was very good. I started to throw in some bites of the salad, shrimp and roll to get some flavor variety.
All according to my plan going in (which I summed up simply Eat Faster). But when I had not finished the meat in 30 minutes, 40 minutes, 50 minutes, I thought that might suck. But I kept eating. For about the last 8 or 9 minutes my mouth was stuffed pretty full.
More full than I know is smart. Toward the end of time a hostess got up and cut away an ounce or so of fat.
Go. Go. I stuffed in the last of the potato at about 20 seconds remaining. Bummer that my mouth was jam packed then because I could have totally stuffed the last bit of meat in there. 8 ounces. Fuck.
I got a couple of shout out shots.
Badlands kicks ass!
And also one to the crowd. Dinner and a show. Can't be beat.
Not the ending I wanted to shout out, but it is what it is.
Since starting to eat in mid 2005 that's been my weak point. I can get the food to the mouth. I can get the food in the mouth. I can deal with the food in the stomach. It's that whole part about conveying the food between the mouth and stomach that sucks for me.
A few bites of the monstrous carrot cake that T-bonz and her momma ordered.
I was eating from about 6pm to 7pm. I felt OK really until 7:30. Then uncomfortable maybe until 9pm. I snoozed maybe from 9pm to 10pm. Still full, but not uncomfortable. Walked half hour, then went to bed. Metabolism was on fire.
Sunday, I packed my boot and we left.
I now have two of the three free belt buckles that Cavender's Boot City dangles in your face. Two down, one to go.
The full set of photos is here
. Including the 29x44 jeans.
8 ounces. Crap.
Labels: road trip, what i eat