I’ve had my stupid bottomless-pit eating abilities challenged a few times. I look at the volume and think I’d be good for it. Then again, I think about the stupidest, biggest thing I’ve eaten, and it probably is still smaller by volume, and definitely pales by weight. (A pound of bread, ~3 pounds of hamburger, some unmeasured quantity of cheese and lettuce)
ETA: Did some math, and it’s about 4lbs. on the money. So maybe doable!
I’m 5’6", 60kg, and generally don’t eat much at all.
However, munchies are a thing, which (combined with some accidentally inspired cookery) once led me to consume a cubic foot of chicken chilli [1] in a single afternoon.
I wasn’t feeling the best afterwards, but it was worth it. Damned tasty.
[1] Oz stoner variant thereof. Half a dozen varieties of beans (some refried but mostly fresh), tomatoes, chilli peppers, garlic, capsicum, mushrooms, cornflour, Cooper’s Brown Ale and chicken breast sliced thin enough to be transparent. Simmer for at least a few hours, the longer the better. Balance the beer and cornflour to control moisture and viscosity during the simmer (i.e. add beer if it’s getting too dry, add cornflour if you overdo the beer).
You know those huge bags of pretzels or the mega cans of jelly beans they sell as Costco? I refer to those as “single serving packs” or “snack packs” respectively. I once snacked my way through 16 bags of Pepprige Farm large chocochip cookies in about 10 minutes without noticing what I was doing.
Strange thing is I’m still skinny as a rail, as in I don’t actually float.
Is this because of
a) cross-country skiing
b) north Norway
c) not north Norway as such, but fear of trolls
d) grappa
e) all of the above
f) something else that I won’t discuss in a public forum