(Not Our) Fat FAIL! Or is it a Fat WIN?
At work, Mere and I have started a weekly Friday lunch activity with our co-workers that resulted in the group having a table booked by the restaurant manager every Friday at noon at Frank – a new downtown hot dog joint about a block from our office building. Every week, we keep getting a little crazier with our orders, and this last week, one of our colleagues decided to go all out for his lunch (and yes, he ate all of this):
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Top Left:The remnants of freshly fried corndogs as an appetizer
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Middle Left: Classic large waffle fries; take the Chic-Fil-A fries and multiply the greatness (and probably fatness by 2)
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Bottom Left: The Bernie Mac Dog; it’s the Notorious PIG with chilli; the Notorious PIG is homemade bacon/ham sausage with mac-n-cheese on the top and a yummy BBQ sauce (I’ll admit it — I had the Notorious PIG and it was awesome)
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Top Right:The Rummy Root Bear; a glorious mix of vanilla rum, Amy’s Mexican Vanilla ice cream, and root beer (It’s like liquid dessert and happy hour all in your mouth at once)
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Bottom Right:Chili Cheese Waffle Fries; a mix of chili, cheddar and sour cream
You know what’s the worst part of all of this? Our colleague is a stick. He’s like one of those famous hot dog contest eaters. I don’t know where all the food goes. Granted, he is an experienced tri-athlete, but still. Grr. I’d eat all of that in one sitting and I’d be in last place so fast. So I suppose this is a fat fail, but if you don’t gain any weight from it, is it more like a win?
