Clean Plate Club


I’ve never been one to shy away from food and I will try anything once. Take my word for it, scorpions are gross. Luckily I have a fast metabolism, which usually means people don’t believe I eat and then stare at me, disgusted, after I prove them wrong. My ex once told me he tried not to ask if I wanted to try whatever he was eating because he knew I would say yes.

A few weeks ago my mom and I road-tripped to Tennesee and stopped just outside of Atlanta for lunch. We decided against the typical chain and popped into a small, bustling Greek restaurant, “It’s Greek to Us“. Knowing my “hangry” tendencies and seemingly insatiable appetite I chose a menu item I hoped would fill my bottomless-pit of a stomache. The Hercules Gyro: roughly the size of a small child and stuffed to the brim with lamb and beef.

I got to work.

Nearing the end with only a bite or two left and a few fries to spare I decided to give up, not wanting to over-stuff myself.

“Are you finished with that?” A waitress asked, looking to clear our table.

“Yea, I think I’m going to throw in the towel.” I felt like I needed to unbutton my pants.

“Well, I’m impressed. We sell The Hercules as a food challenge, if you finish it all you win free baklava. And you’ve come closer than any woman, so I’ll get you some baklava!”

My mom and I burst into laughter, mine one part excitement at the thought of free food one part shame…

The baklava was delicious.

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