Texas Steak Story... Continued...

The end of the steak story and the aftermath . . .

So, I had just hit the wall where my body did not want to be part of this feat any longer. From there till the end, every bite I took was a struggle. I tried to eat salad and shrimp cocktail between bites of steak in order to break the monotony, but it wasn't much help. About 30 minutes in I asked a waitress to bring the trash can over just in case, but I held strong. Thankfully, I had plenty of help from the crowd as at least 25 or so different people came up at different times to offer words of encouragement. I was a celebrity, briefly, in Amarillo, Texas.

In the end, though, I was unable to conquer the steak. I never quit, as I kept eating up until the clock hit one hour. I was disappointed that I couldn't finish, but I could be proud that I was able to eat 54 ounces of that 72 ounce monster. Everyone on the chase was proud of me, but it sure would have been nice to get that steak for free since the whole ordeal probably shaved several years off my life.

After time was up, we headed for the vans. I didn't feel great but I didn't feel as bad as I thought I might. Thankfully, I never really got sick-sick: I was able to keep everything down. Even so, I was "not right" for the next 4 or 5 days. I guess that's the price you pay, though, for eating more than you have ever had before in one sitting.

That night at the Big Texan was definitely one of the more exciting things that happened on the whole trip, unfortunately, as the weather was still looking pretty dry and calm for the next week or so. We did get to see some interesting sights, though, and a few storms too, eventually.

See pictures of Drew in action here:

http://www.jamesspann.com/bmachine/post/wxtalk/4732/

More to come...

Drew McCombs
ABC 33/40 Weather Intern
abc3340wx2@gmail.com
Posted by  
on June 12, 2006, 8:27 pm
There used to be a place I think between Cullman and Hamilton that had deal like that, I can't recall the name now as it was sometime back, I think they had a bad fire and never reopened, they were quite famous and always busy. I remember thinking that perhaps I might take the challange, but I took one look at that hunk of meat and knew that there was no way I could do it. After reading your account I know I made the right decision. Perhaps someone will remember the name and the location.

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Posted by kware  
on June 12, 2006, 8:30 pm
bugtussell. Spelling may be incorrect.

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Posted by dave  
on June 12, 2006, 8:38 pm
there is still a restaurant in bug tussle. I've heard it's good.

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Posted by  
on June 12, 2006, 8:40 pm
Was the restaurant named that or the community? There's a wide spot in the road in Oklahoma named Bug Tussle. It's the boyhood home of Carl Albert (The Little Giant - 4'10";) former Speaker of the House.

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Posted by   www
on June 12, 2006, 9:11 pm
Vic, it was in Bug Tussle and the name was Bug Tussle Steak house, if I remember correctly.

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Posted by   www
on June 12, 2006, 9:15 pm
Posted by Pmott  
on June 12, 2006, 9:52 pm
best i remember the stake at bugtussle was a 50 ouncer. My dad tried it, and failed. Still not a drop of rain in cordova, my lawn is dying so i dont know what were going to do

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Posted by  
on June 13, 2006, 11:41 am
You are correct it was Bug Tussle, Thanks

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