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September 12, 2014

Molly Schuyler vs Two 72 oz Steaks

Not just one, but two of the huge slabs of meat along with salads, baked potatoes, bread and shrimp cocktails.

10 comments:

Alison said...

My guess is she probably she made a huge wave of vomit after that :0) ,yikes I sure love my food but could never have got through even a quarter of that amount she did.

Mike said...

I found that video after reading about her; she's the newest competitive eating star.

I wonder about her getting sick afterwards, or at least purging her stomach, what with that much protein. If not, I wonder how long it takes her to totally digest that.

When I was going back to school some years ago, I was dating a woman who had three kids, two still living at home. My school sponsored a night at Wonderland Park in Amarillo and I took them to it as my "family". The boy, 16 yr. old, went to the water slide and stayed there the entire evening while the little girl and her mom and I went and rode most of the other rides and such.

When we were ready to go...well, HE wasn't ready and sulked...but we had been there about four hours and I was so hungry. They wanted to go to the Big Texan and I argued against it, knowing the prices were outrageous and that I could buy twice as much food elsewhere for less than it cost there, a long-time tourist trap. I finally relented, but told them I could only afford hamburgers, no steaks or shrimp cocktails, etc. (which was true)

The boy started in on me about wanting to try the 72 oz. steak challenge. I told him no, that I couldn't afford it if he lost and I doubted he'd be able to eat it all, anyway. He wouldn't have eaten the salad or the baked potato, for one and even though he loved meat, that is one HUGE slab of steak. (they have one on ice on display as you walk in the door)

He kept on and on and on about it and I was really starting to lose my temper and told his mother to shut him up or I'd do it for him. We didn't talk back to our folks when we were growing up (we = my sister and I)and I wasn't used to it...at least not after telling him "NO!" for the tenth time. He made an extremely rude comment to me after his mother told him to shut up and the next time he and I were alone, I told him I'd punch him in the face if he ever said things like that in public to me again. I have a temper with things like that and it's prob. good I never had children.

This competitive eating thing just grosses me out in more than one way. I only posted this video because it was taken at an Amarillo eatery, not because I admired her. It's not just the sheer exhibition of a gluttony competition, it's that that amt. of food could feed *some* families in the world for a week.

Hell, I haven't eaten that much steak TOTAL in several years. It's getting hard to buy hamburger meat these days, much less steak.

Alison said...

I do not recall them having any of these eating competitions back in the UK , or even here in Cyprus, so maybe an American thing , shortly before we left NC we went to the local hamburger /diner place called Mels Diner and they did have one advertised there , I can't remember the size of the burger you had to gobble up along with the sides etc, but the owner said it had been done and had a photo on his cell to show us .
It cant be healthy at all to do one of these stunts ,it must just stretch that stomach so much , I would be so scared of the effects oh im sure the digestion process would take hours and hours maybe days , just kind of a freaky thing to try , but there are always some folk that will do it ,better them than me though thats for sure .

Mike said...

I think about the good things America is and does and am proud, yet want to hang my head in shame over crap like eating contests. It seems nearly as obscene to me as just about anything else I can think of outside of war deaths or sexual perversions. (the illegal sort)

I want to say "Funny enough" but that's not right, even "coincidentally" wouldn't do it justice, but right after posting this I was looking at some award winning photos and clicked on another link for some more and saw that one of the young child, almost a baby, in Africa and he's just about to fall over from a sitting position, his ribs showing and belly distended in that way only starving children have...and in the background is a vulture, patiently waiting.

The vulture and the little girl

The reason why isn't clear, but the photographer - Kevin Carter - killed himself later that year after taking that photo. He took a lot of criticism for not helping the little girl, but he had been warned not to touch the famine victims b/c of disease.

It's when I see things like this is when I realize just how obscene these eating contests are. You know me, I'm no bleeding heart liberal, but the poorest Americans or most any other "Western" country citizen is wealthy by comparison.

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Mike said...

I said "he" earlier in my comment, then when reading that article I linked to, saw it was a girl and forgot to edit my post, sorry.

Mike said...

Oh, and Smith left a suicide note...it had reasons, but I wonder how much this experience and the criticism played into his decision.

Alison said...

Oh that is a very sad photograph, like he stated though ,sad but true she was not unique and that there were a lot of others around her starving, it is very sad , but I am sure there was very little he could do , I would imagine this scenario and the criticism he got from that photo may have played heavily on his mind ,but im sure he must have had other stuff going on in his head ,he must have seen a lot of hardship and sadness during his career .
Its been years and years said that how can the average Joe Blogs help the suffering people from other countries when their own governments do not do a thing to help and when you try to help there is always so much red tape and stuff to go through, if you donate money to many charities , we all know that very rarely the whole amount would go to the needy , all the admins. and whatever else involved are taking their share first,
I still hear my mom saying to me like she did when i was young and i left any food on my plate " eat it up ,some poor kids in the world are starving " and I sat and wondered how I could pack the left over sausage or whatever up in a parcel and send it to them :(

Mike said...

The only "eating contest" I ever had was with the brother of my sixth grade school teacher. The teacher was thin and dignified and his brother was a portly man and full of piss 'n vinegar, boisterous and full of life.

We were having a cookout and Oscar was there and Dad had cooked I don't know how many chickens on the grill outside - he had cut them in half and grilled them that way. I think I ate three and a half chickens but I believe Oscar ate five. (We had a few chickens left after the eatin' was done, too. Makes me wonder if they were expecting someone else to come and they were a no-show) Later he took my minibike Dad had made me out for a ride and was buzzing down the road and when he went full blast over the cattle guard in front of our house he got into a "speed wobble" and lost it. He had raw skin on one side, all the way from his knee to his side. He just laughed and when Momma was trying to pick the gravel and dirt out of his abrasions he joked that it was pure alcohol oozing out instead of blood. (and it probably was - most of my dad's best friends were basically drinkin' buddies)

I hadn't thought about that in years and years until just now. Of course, it wasn't a competition like these people are doing, just a big man with a healthy appetite and a boy with a bottomless stomach and hollow legs, just like most boys that age.

Always wondered about Oscar, esp. since he fit the "gay stereotype" - never married, loved show tunes and was a neat housekeeper...but that doesn't prove anything. I don't think it mattered to my folks even if he was gay. I've had some great gay friends, some more manly than many other guys I have known, but I never cared for the "prissy" gays. I don't like prissy women either, come to think of it. lol

Alison said...

Too funny stories we have sometimes, bet his leg hurt like hell after he sobered up, oh I am guilty of over indulging in booze rather than food, well I do eat a lot also , always have ,problem now lying in my much slower metabolism , got a lot of weight on especially in the last year , I have had numerous people asking if i am pregnant in the last weeks :(

Talking about falling off moving vehicles ,I was in the south of France on a camping hol. oh me and a friend hired bicycles and took off to a wine tasting place , ok you may guess how steady I was on the way back , trying to pass some parked cars on side of road and screeches ,scratched metal and legs was the outcome and me with huge not too deep but deep enough cut across my side of belly area , I think i soon sobered up when I saw the scratch across the car also , bad I know but I couldn't get away fast enough before the owner could see it , yes maybe it was red wine and not blood I saw oozing that day also (wink)

Mike said...

That made me cringe!

I remembered one other "eating contest" I took part in, but it really wasn't eating but drinking.

When I went to college, the cafeteria had self-serve drinks and it was so cool to be able to drink as much soda or juice or milk you wanted, all included in the meal ticket. A guy in my unit had sat down with some other guys in the unit and Lance went off to get his drinks. He came back with four or five glasses of milk. We ragged him about it and he drank all his milk right then and there.

I told him I loved milk too and he challenged me to a milk-drinking contest. I think I got four/five glasses down and I was full. He matched me glass-for-glass, but he def.won because he had already downed the four glasses before we even started.

All of a sudden, he said "I think I'm gonna be sick." We all laughed, thinking he was kidding and he assured us it was no joke. Everyone else jumped up and left and I followed along. We dropped off our trays and just as we got to the exit, I thought I'd better go back to check on Lance. I went back to the table to find him sitting there staring at a tray full of milk and some totally disgusted nearby diners.

I haven't spoken to him in a long time, I used to keep up w/ those guys but Lance eventually became a school administrator, a principal. I wonder if he ever told his students that it was good to drink your milk...but not TOO much!