Eat Me, Kate: a Three-Hour Tour de Burger

Back in the sweet haven of July when there was still temperature, we carried word of the bodacious humonstrous 6-Pound Burger, hacked out of the dripping imagination of the owner of Denny’s Beer Barrel Pub in Pennsylvania (their site largely doesn’t exist right now, but maybe it will be back later). The Founders had a standing challenge: eat the damn thing in three hours or less, including the loaf it sits on and the other assorted 3 pounds’ worth of condiments and decorations, and it’s yours for free, along with the bragging rights that come with this sort of thing: veni, vidi, belly, more or less.

Begin at the beginning... ...go on until you reach the end... ...and then stop. Kate 1, Burger 0.

Many had tried and all had ponied up $23.95 to admit eat defeat until Wednesday the 12th, when 19-year-old Kate Stelnick came in and devoured where others had merely nibbled. Kate’s a 115-pound New Jerseyan from Princeton-the-Town, and she did the deed in 2 hours and 54 minutes, in time by an ample margin of several bites at least. Enough odd corners of the blogosphere have already proposed marriage (or marriage practice, at least) and professed undying love by now that we’ll let the sleeping entendres lie. But who knew that a girl and a plate of meat could mean so much to so many?

Kind of obvious, actually, now I think about it.

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