Food quantity

[Noz]

As I age I am beginning to pay attention to what other people eat.

Example: We ate lunch in a restaurant that has a food/salad/desert bar, all you can eat.

I watched a man, I assume was in his mid 50s, probably 220 lbs, fill a plate with 3 big serving spoon scoops of mashed potatoes, 2 scoops of gravy, 2 big scoops of mac and cheese, 3 scoops of green beans and a separate plate piled with fried chicken.

In my hardest working period of my life I never ate that much especially at lunch.

My wife and I were discussing this when he walked by our table back to the bar and did it again only he got ham and beans rather than the green beans with his mashed potatoes, gravy and mac and cheese and more chicken.

I'm a big boy at 6'3" and 260lbs but there is no way I could stuff that much food into my body.

As we left the restaurant my wife told me to look behind me and he was at the dessert bar with a plate full of sweet stuff.

[Calico Mary]

sounds like he had more in one serving than I eat in a day......

[Marshal Mo Hare, SASS #45984]

When I was younger I was an ultramarathon cyclist. That means I would ride a bicycle more than 200 km (125 miles) often.

 

24 hour races, 600 mile races, and training was for many miles.

 

When I gave it up I was eating a lot. It took time before I stopped eating so much. I gained a lot of weight.

 

It took time to balance things.

[Hardpan Curmudgeon SASS #8967]

Reckon he doesn't want to die hungry.

[John Barleycorn, SASS #76982]

Not my business what others eat, or how much.

[Guest Grass Range #51406]

Just because it says "all you can eat" there has to be reason

[Tennessee Stud]

Saw a fella at Shoney's Restaurant one time.... at the food bar... loaded up a plate with 'bout 5 lbs of green beans, mountainous-like. Seems like he got all 'em beans... sittin' in that deep stainless pot they keep at the bar.

 

Green bean's was all he had on his plate. He sat across the aisle... from me and a couple of saddle tramps eatin' after a ride.

 

In complete, wonderment... we saw him eat all them beans. All of 'em. Just grean beans.

 

Always wondered 'bout him.

 

ts

[Alpo]

I used to go to the Kentucky Fried lunch buffet.

 

Always made sure I got my money's worth.

 

Didn't eat breakfast afore I went, and didn't need no supper that night.

 

Maybe so that feller in the first post was also eating his only meal that day.

[J-BAR #18287]

Somehow he saved a whole bunch of Chinese kids; as I recall Mom used to have me clean up my plate because a lot of kids were starving over there. 😯

[Tennessee Stud]

Somehow he saved a whole bunch of Chinese kids; as I recall Mom used to have me clean up my plate because a lot of kids were starving over there.

 

Well... the way I see it...

 

You need to take a "charitable deduction" on Schedule A... fer all the food you consumed... from the time you was birthed... up 'til you was cut loose. Could be a significant tax deduction.

 

However... there may be some tax risks associated with that deduction. Please discuss this rather agressive strategy with yore tax accountant.

 

But... HEHEHE... who am I to even think 'bout somethin' like that? Tim Geitner? hehehe

 

ts

[Michigan Slim]

When I was not long out of high school and a newlywed my bride fixed me five nice meals a day. And I still hit the vending machines at work. I ate that way for many years. I have only broke 150 lbs on my 6'1" frame once. Then I broke both my legs and dropped to 132. Aint broke 140 ten years later. Doc says I need 6000 calories a day to MAYBE gain weight.

My brother and I, with another friend got kicked out of Red Lobster on all-you-kin-et shrimp night.

I can't eat like that anymore. Heartburn tears me up most days.

[Eyesa Horg]

Somehow he saved a whole bunch of Chinese kids; as I recall Mom used to have me clean up my plate because a lot of kids were starving over there.

 

My folks said the same thing. I learned the hard way not to tell 'em to pack it up and send it to 'em.

[Yul Lose]

I remember one time my mother tried a new dish on us and it was terrible. My step dad brought up the starving kids in Africa bit and I recall saying "They wouldn't like it either" and I got my butt beat.

[Dirty Dan Dawkins]

I remember going to lunch at Golden Corral with a coworker. He stood 6'3" about 290-300 and pretty solid at that. I distinctly recall the following- 6 fried chicken breast. A platter/full size plate ( piled high) of mixed vegetables, mac and cheese, mashed potatoes, green beans etc., A platter/full sized plate (piled high) of salad, A plate full of rolls (3-4). I finally git disgusted at the spectacle but do know he went back for a full size plate of sweets, ice cream etc.

[Shotgun Clay]

Before it closed due to the GE Engine Plant packing it in. Grandma's K&I Diner on South Broadway in Albuquerque had the "Travis" named after a local guy who always complained about the size of portions.

 

 

It was ground beef, beans, green chile, and sauce smothered in fries. I tried a 1/4 Travis once, and left over half of it there. A buddy of mine who was Air Force EOD said, whenever there was an inspection crew in town, they'd take them there for lunch. The inspectors spent the rest of the afternoon sleeping in the vehicle.

[Abilene Slim SASS 81783]

When I was growing up in the 50s and 60s not that many people in my world were overweight. In our income bracket, it was too expensive to consume that much, plus people were generally more active then. These days my local supermarket has snack aisles that rival the total square footage of the A&P "supermarket" and commissaries of my youth.

 

The most effective exercise anyone can do is the "push yourself away from the table" maneuver. The best diet book in the world would be titled, "Move More, Eat Less". The pages between the covers would be blank.....

[Pat Riot]

When I was a kid my Mom used that "starving kids in Chins bit on me" (where did all the Moms get that idea anyway). I heard it at least once a week, mostly directed at my sisters, who ate like birds. Anyway, I found a flat box that was just a tad larger than out dinner plates and stashed it in my room. One night my Mom served up some new recipe that she got from some ad somewhere. It was awful! I said I didn't want to eat it and she told me that "There are starving kids in China that would love to have that much to eat in a week". I excused myself from the table and went and got my box. I brought it to the table and made a production out of opening it up and setting the plate inside with some paper napkins. I looked up from what I was doing to see my entire family staring at me. I looked at my Mom, smiled and said "There ya go Mom, now you can ship it to 'em". My Dad hit me on the side of my head so hard I saw stars. I went to bed that night without dinner, I had a lump on the left side of my forehead, and I giggled myself to sleep. It still makes me laugh.

[Big Jake1001]

I had a big Irish setter that took care of anything I didn't finish. She Loved me. Just sayin'

 

Big Jake

[Blackwater 53393]

I had a big Irish setter that took care of anything I didn't finish. She Loved me. Just sayin'

 

Big Jake

 

For me, it was a sweet black mixed breed house dog!!

 

 

The dog, "Peanut" still wouldn't eat them damned green peas!!!

[Dorado]

I dated a girl in college that was like that. She was skinny as could be. Her waist was about as big around as my arm. I took her out on a date and she wanted to go to a Chinese buffet. I thought that she just wanted some Chinese food. Boy was I wrong. She piled so much food up on her plate that she had trouble keeping it on there. She devoured it and went back for another plate of that, polished off the sushi bar, and damn near emptied the dessert bar. She ate so much that she looked eight months pregnant with twins. Heck she even ate some off of my plate. We went to a Dallas Symphony Orchestra concert afterwards and from there to a McDonald's where she ordered a Big Mac, large fries, and a pie. We stopped for ice cream on the way home.

 

I was scared to date her after that as I had nightmares of her eating me, or emptying my bank account.

[Rye Miles #13621]

I stay away from buffets!!! First of all I don't like the idea that the food is out there a for along time, I always eat waaay more than I should and I've never been to a buffet that I actually liked!

[Edward R S Canby, SASS#59971]

I stay away from buffets!!! First of all I don't like the idea that the food is out there a for along time, I always eat waaay more than I should and I've never been to a buffet that I actually liked!

The gourmet buffets in Las Vegas serve food that I love. That said I stay from them. Gamblers must avoid casinos. Alcoholics must avoid bars. Gluttons must avoid buffets. The fellow described in the first post may be killing himself with his fork. There are serious health consequences from obesity. Captain Baylor once told me that you don't see many old, fat men. There are reasons.

[Marshal Mo Hare, SASS #45984]

I stay away from buffets!!! First of all I don't like the idea that the food is out there a for along time, I always eat waaay more than I should and I've never been to a buffet that I actually liked!

 

Food Safety rules set a maximum of 4 hours for food to be above 40 and below 140. But I also avoid buffets unless I observe the operation for a little while to see if health laws are properly adhered to.

[Pat Riot]

I went to a Buffet n SoCal with my wife years ago. There was a couple there that were in great shape - Round is a shape.

Anyway, they had a stack of at least 10 dinner plates on their table. The policy at this buffet was that they would pick up your plate when you ate everything on it or were done with it. These people filled a couple more plates each when we were there. The girl at the counter said that they were leaving the plates on their table to shame them into not eating so much. It obviously didn't work.

[Warden Callaway]

We stopped at a catfish place in Sedalia Missouri yesterday and ordered catfish off the senior menu. It was more than a senior needs to eat. 6 pieces of catfish filets, big blob of baked beans, cold slaw, brown rice, hush puppies.

 

Two guys set down at table next to us got their order. A heaping dinner plate of fish each and a pizza platter heaped with spicey french fries. I spoke to them about it. The bigger of the two cleaned his plate of catfish without pausing. The other guy, although a big man also, got through half and asked for a go box.

 

I worked with a couple of guys that never weighed over 150 pounds that could eat more than any man twice their size.

[Pat Riot]

Warden, It's called "Metabolism"...I used to have one of those...

[Warden Callaway]

Here is a story I wrote years ago on another forum....

 

Im over weight and I know it. Ive met lots of FF members and seen pictures of many others and a good number of us are over weight. It's a fact. So be it.

 

The story Im about to tell contains my observations of overweight people. If you even think you may be offended, please stop reading now as I dont intend to apologize later.

 

With readers cautioned I continue

 

Yesterday was Alexs eight birthday. Mary planned for the family to go out to supper. Gabe (the girls dad) got home before the school bus and picked up the girls. I was sawing cherry while Mary was just finishing up loading out a load of walnut logs when the second load of the day of walnut logs arrived. We stopped for the day. I went in to clean up while Mary waited to wave good-by to the trucker unloading.

 

Getting cleaned up, Uncle Chirs (to the girls) called to get the final plans. Hed be down. Shortly we were loaded up and on our way.

 

I made the mistake. I figured pizza would be a good birthday treat for an 8 year old so I strongly suggest to Alex thatd be where we go and she was ok with that.

 

Now there is a Pizza-Hut in our town along with a half-dozen other pizza places. But its a two college town and they are always filled with a crowd were not at ease around. The biggest problem is the loud head-banging music they like.

 

Anyway, Mary and I have found a Pizza-Hut in a little bedroom community just south of us that has been mostly unattended. The three or four times a year when we eat pizza, this is where we go. Sometimes were the only customers.

 

Not this time. I missed the first clue. As we offed the highway onto the old outer road, I spotted to my left zipping across the parking lot of a strip mall, this BIG MAN (think Jabba the Hutt) in his heavy duty Rascal scooter. Marys brother was over 400 pounds and this man must have been at least 500 maybe as much as 800 pounds. Id seen him before at a restaurant in the strip mall. I just figured hed been there and was heading back to the trailer park that was adjacent.

 

We turned the other way into the Pizza-Hut. Only two cars there (mini-vans as I remember). I didnt see what lay waiting inside until we were already in.

 

There was only one family seated that consisted of six women and six kids. The women were obviously related by their appearance. All ranged from over weight to morbidly obese. The kids were all fat too. One toddler in a booster chair looked to weigh 75 lbs.

 

They took up three tables and two booths. They were amassed around dirty plates from the salad bar. Reminded me of the end if a scene where the white hunter killed an elephant and let the natives butcher the carcass all was left were scattered white bones and scraps.

 

I had hopes they were done and leaving soon. I was wrong and missed clue number two.

 

The salad bar was pretty well razed. The lattice bowl was floating with a couple of lattice cores in the bottom. Mary found some half frozen strawberries and she and the girls eat a few of them.

 

Clue number three. BIG MAN came rolling past the windows outside the Pizza-Hut. One of the women got up to help him through the door and moved a chair out of the way at the table they had ready for him statically placed just inside and next to the buffet bar.

 

The table was of no use to him because he could neither fit under it nor reach it. Within moments, he wheeled his scooter 180 and picked up two salad plates. He was a good engineer as he picked out square chunks of watermelon and placed on the first plate and filled in around them with fruit. Upon this base, he stacked the second plate and filled it with heavy stuff from the bar.

 

As I said, he couldnt reach the table but he didnt need too. He could rest both plates on his chest/stomach that extended from eyebrows to ankles.

 

Clue number three wasnt a clue at all. The waitress came by to take our drink order and stated, Youre here for the buffet bar arent you?. DING! Buffet night! Gabe asked when it started as there was no pizza out. She answered in 15 minutes.

 

Well, everybody else must have known when it started as they started pouring in. Before long the place filled up.

 

To my right was the BIG family and to my left was the LOUDMOUTH family. Three women, two men, and four unattended kids - destined to be wards or inmates of the state some day. The only attention the elders paid to the yelling, fighting, playing kids were to yell at them when they got in their way (but not anyone elses).

 

Uncle Chris changes his mind and decides against the buffet and orders a personal pan pizza instead.

 

Then LOOKOUT! It was a stampede! The staff and brought out 8 pizzas and stocked the bar. The staff was experienced enough to know to put out enough and get d-hell back fast. BIG MAN was first, just having to wheel around and grab two plates. The BIG women took up the rest of the bar space with their kids reaching in where they could.

 

No one else in the restaurant contested their first feeding rights.

 

I noted one young lady had a little problem with her wardrobe. Her pants we shoved up her butt crack. (Looked like she could shop lift Perry Como 78s out of the antique store in there.) I suggested to Gabe (closest) that he help her out but tugging on her shorts but he couldnt bring himself to do it.

 

We waited for the first wave to blow past. Surprisingly, there was some left (with some re-stocking from the prepared staff) and we each got enough pizza to start.

 

We quickly eat and got out of there knowing not to go back on Tuesday evening when they have buffet night. The BIG and LOUDMOUTH families were still eating.

 

Mary and I like quiet dinners and independently owned cafes. We avoid chain restaurants especially ones with buffet bars. Id rather eat a bug as to go into a fast-food place with a playground.

[Noz]

Here is a story I wrote years ago on another forum....

 

Im over weight and I know it. Ive met lots of FF members and seen pictures of many others and a good number of us are over weight. It's a fact. So be it.

 

The story Im about to tell contains my observations of overweight people. If you even think you may be offended, please stop reading now as I dont intend to apologize later.

 

With readers cautioned I continue

 

Yesterday was Alexs eight birthday. Mary planned for the family to go out to supper. Gabe (the girls dad) got home before the school bus and picked up the girls. I was sawing cherry while Mary was just finishing up loading out a load of walnut logs when the second load of the day of walnut logs arrived. We stopped for the day. I went in to clean up while Mary waited to wave good-by to the trucker unloading.

 

Getting cleaned up, Uncle Chirs (to the girls) called to get the final plans. Hed be down. Shortly we were loaded up and on our way.

 

I made the mistake. I figured pizza would be a good birthday treat for an 8 year old so I strongly suggest to Alex thatd be where we go and she was ok with that.

 

Now there is a Pizza-Hut in our town along with a half-dozen other pizza places. But its a two college town and they are always filled with a crowd were not at ease around. The biggest problem is the loud head-banging music they like.

 

Anyway, Mary and I have found a Pizza-Hut in a little bedroom community just south of us that has been mostly unattended. The three or four times a year when we eat pizza, this is where we go. Sometimes were the only customers.

 

Not this time. I missed the first clue. As we offed the highway onto the old outer road, I spotted to my left zipping across the parking lot of a strip mall, this BIG MAN (think Jabba the Hutt) in his heavy duty Rascal scooter. Marys brother was over 400 pounds and this man must have been at least 500 maybe as much as 800 pounds. Id seen him before at a restaurant in the strip mall. I just figured hed been there and was heading back to the trailer park that was adjacent.

 

We turned the other way into the Pizza-Hut. Only two cars there (mini-vans as I remember). I didnt see what lay waiting inside until we were already in.

 

There was only one family seated that consisted of six women and six kids. The women were obviously related by their appearance. All ranged from over weight to morbidly obese. The kids were all fat too. One toddler in a booster chair looked to weigh 75 lbs.

 

They took up three tables and two booths. They were amassed around dirty plates from the salad bar. Reminded me of the end if a scene where the white hunter killed an elephant and let the natives butcher the carcass all was left were scattered white bones and scraps.

 

I had hopes they were done and leaving soon. I was wrong and missed clue number two.

 

The salad bar was pretty well razed. The lattice bowl was floating with a couple of lattice cores in the bottom. Mary found some half frozen strawberries and she and the girls eat a few of them.

 

Clue number three. BIG MAN came rolling past the windows outside the Pizza-Hut. One of the women got up to help him through the door and moved a chair out of the way at the table they had ready for him statically placed just inside and next to the buffet bar.

 

The table was of no use to him because he could neither fit under it nor reach it. Within moments, he wheeled his scooter 180 and picked up two salad plates. He was a good engineer as he picked out square chunks of watermelon and placed on the first plate and filled in around them with fruit. Upon this base, he stacked the second plate and filled it with heavy stuff from the bar.

 

As I said, he couldnt reach the table but he didnt need too. He could rest both plates on his chest/stomach that extended from eyebrows to ankles.

 

Clue number three wasnt a clue at all. The waitress came by to take our drink order and stated, Youre here for the buffet bar arent you?. DING! Buffet night! Gabe asked when it started as there was no pizza out. She answered in 15 minutes.

 

Well, everybody else must have known when it started as they started pouring in. Before long the place filled up.

 

To my right was the BIG family and to my left was the LOUDMOUTH family. Three women, two men, and four unattended kids - destined to be wards or inmates of the state some day. The only attention the elders paid to the yelling, fighting, playing kids were to yell at them when they got in their way (but not anyone elses).

 

Uncle Chris changes his mind and decides against the buffet and orders a personal pan pizza instead.

 

Then LOOKOUT! It was a stampede! The staff and brought out 8 pizzas and stocked the bar. The staff was experienced enough to know to put out enough and get d-hell back fast. BIG MAN was first, just having to wheel around and grab two plates. The BIG women took up the rest of the bar space with their kids reaching in where they could.

 

No one else in the restaurant contested their first feeding rights.

 

I noted one young lady had a little problem with her wardrobe. Her pants we shoved up her butt crack. (Looked like she could shop lift Perry Como 78s out of the antique store in there.) I suggested to Gabe (closest) that he help her out but tugging on her shorts but he couldnt bring himself to do it.

 

We waited for the first wave to blow past. Surprisingly, there was some left (with some re-stocking from the prepared staff) and we each got enough pizza to start.

 

We quickly eat and got out of there knowing not to go back on Tuesday evening when they have buffet night. The BIG and LOUDMOUTH families were still eating.

 

Mary and I like quiet dinners and independently owned cafes. We avoid chain restaurants especially ones with buffet bars. Id rather eat a bug as to go into a fast-food place with a playground.

A story repeated over and over in every town across the US and it is a real shame.

[Michigan Slim]

Sounds like an average night at Golden Corral

[Abilene Slim SASS 81783]

Sounds like an average night at Golden Corral

There's one of those in Clinton, MO where we stop periodically on our way to the lake. All I can say is "Wow".

 

What cracks me up is someone with a tray of food that could feed a platoon, has a diet soft drink to wash it all down.

[Reuben McCoy Rankin # 34239]

There's one of those in Clinton, MO where we stop periodically on our way to the lake. All I can say is "Wow".

 

What cracks me up is someone with a tray of food that could feed a platoon, has a diet soft drink to wash it all down.

Tryn the one in Topeka!!

[Abilene Slim SASS 81783]

Tryn the one in Topeka!!

Topeka, KS. "Keep moving folks, there's nothing to see here. Keep moving..."

[Blackwater 53393]

Topeka, KS. "Keep moving folks, there's nothing to see here. Keep moving..."

 

 

Topeka has a great drag strip!!

 

 

i have a friend who has run and cooked for a great little Cajun joint here in Nashville!! It is called Breaux'!! One afternoon, a racing buddy of mine and I were having lunch there when these two grossly overweight fellers came in and sat down. Breaux stepped over and took their order which took up three pages on his ticket book!! We overheard them both order Diet Coke to drink.

 

We were enjoying a great etoufee when their orders arrived. After devouring a couple of dishes of their order, one of them took a drink. ""HEY!! This ain't diet Coke!" he bellowed, and proceeded to raise all manner of hell with ol' Breaux!! The little Cajun stood there and soaked up all of the abuse he was willing to tolerate!! Fatboy had gone too far!! In a combination of salty broken English and very explicit Bayou French, ol' Breaux set in on the pair with a vengeance!!

 

"You bring your fat @$$ in here and order half the kitchen and a Diet Coke!!" "You take you lard @$$ out of here before I......................!!"

 

What I've quoted so far is entirely genteel in comparison to the rest of his tirade as he helped them to the street!! I have serious doubts as to the two of them EVER complaining about an order again!!

 

I came in another day and, in jest, ordered a Diet Coke!! He gave me an evil squint and then smiled, "I 'spec' I got some more carried away da' other day!!"

[Abilene Slim SASS 81783]

That track (and road course) is south of town proper on the old Forbes Field base. Not technically part of town in my book , but it is jewel for the area.