What is the most food you have ever consumed in a day?

My best episode of gluttony was my senior year in high school. The morning of the day in question I had a fairly light breakfast consisting of two bowls of cereal, some toast, and four eggs scrambled. We were able to go off campus to eat lunch and my friends and I had planned to visit the local Gatti’s pizza buffet to have ourselves a little eating contest. Well I had forgotten about the plan and hand taken my usual lunch consisting of a couple of sandwiches and some pretzels. When my friends reminded me of our contest I went ahead and primed my stomach with my lunch during 3rd period.

Well we swung by Gatti’s and boy was it a contest. I consumed a personal record of 37 slices of pizza, but I was outdone by two of my friends. I blame the fact that I ate two sandwiches and some pretzels on my losing performance. Anyway the rest of the school day rolled by uneventfully. We all got together after school and played basketball for about 2.5-3 hours. On the way home I was once again starving so I swung by the local Burger King and ordered 6 $0.39 cheeseburgers to satiate my hunger till dinnertime. Full of fast food goodness I got home and showered. My parents reminded me we were supposed to go over to one of their friend’s house to watch some kind of sporting event and have dinner.

To my delightful surprise they were having a BBQ. So I ate another 4 cheeseburgers and pounded away 8 hot dogs. I also ate countless numbers of potato chips with ranch/sour cream dip and the hostess of the evening made the best brownies which I fully partook of. Everything was of coursed washed down with numerous glasses of Dr. Pepper.

Anyway we get home and I’m getting ready for bed and yet I felt a strange twinge. The twinge of hunger. Nothing that four bowls of Fruity Pebbles couldn’t fix of course and then I drifted off to sleep satiated and content.

It wasn’t for awhile that I actually realized the sheer volume of food I ate that day. It will probably be seared in my memory till my last day. My friends and I were not fat and I guess we were active enough to eat like this on a semi-regular basis and not turn into elephants. I’m not sure how many thousands of calories I consumed. I am sure I couldn’t repeat this feat today and simply typing it makes me feel like puking. Ah, but those were the days.

So spill it, what’s the most food you have ever consumed in a day.

Damn, let’s see…I’m not a big eater at all. Let’s say the most food I’ve ever consumed in one day was 22 pieces of pizza, and 3 large drinks. But, that was in a “who can eat the most pizza” contest.

The most I’ve done was about 2 large Pizza Hut sized pizzas.

In an unrelated incident, had an aquantance who had a pizza eating competition with a friend. Went to the bathroom and passed out in a fit of ‘Cheese Blindness’. In retrospect, he reckoned that is probably was a minor stroke :eek:

I remember once, when I was in high school, some friends and I decided to see if we could “break the bank” at Furr’s. They had just introduced their “all you can eat” pricing. So, we went to eat all we could.

At meal’s end, between the three of us, the table had 44 dishes, not counting glasses. I was most impressed with my friend E.J.: among other things, he ate three full turkey dinners. And the guy was skinny as a rail.

Every Easter, my family went to one of those giant buffet-style banquet brunch things where they have tables of food and servers carve up meat for you when you walk up to 'em. My brothers, my cousin and I would always stage eating contests. Let me tell you, the competition was no joke. We even had a point system: 3 points for a typical main-course serving, 2 for a side dish on a plate, and 1 point for a side dish in a little bowl. The dessert scoring was similar. We had more advanced bonus points for “combos” and stuff, but there’s no need to go into that here.

You had to either let the server people dole each serving out, or self-serve it and verify the portions with everyone else prior to engorgement. My fat cousin George invariably won, so one year I brought a camcorder and verified the scoring. Turns out I beat him by six points, with 109. It was awhile ago, but since I frequently use this as an example of my superiority as a human being over my family, I vaguely remember it breaking down something like this:
4 steaks
10 or so servings of ham or turkey or roast beef
twenty-some odd chicken wings
8 servings of mashed potato
12 assorted vegetables
5 assorted fruits
6 ice cream/cake or ice cream/pie combos
3 assorted desserts
On a separate note, there’s a restaurant that has an ice-cream dish called the Kitchen Sink that’s supposed to serve 20. I tried it once and got down to about three or four scoops remaining, but that crap’ll give you brain-freeze something fierce.

A couple months ago, I was in Reno, and the group I was with went to partake of the Friday seafood buffet at Peppermill.

We didn’t nibble. We didn’t sample. We didn’t graze.

We GOBBLED.

How could we not? The staff practically forced the goods on us. At the lobster tail station, I was waiting in line, and planning to take two or three. The nice lady coming along on the other side with a fresh tray of tails was also waiting for the feeding frenzy to die down so she could restock. She asked if I wanted some, I said yes, and she dropped a heaping ladle-full of the things on my plate. Feeling that eleven Maine lobster tails added to the heap of shrimp and crab legs already on my plate was sufficient for an appetizer, I went to the table, making a mental note to at least try the calamari and mussels on the next round.

We all re-filled our plates four or five times each that night and an hour and a half later, staggered out feeling as if gills would erupt out of our cheeks if we ate so mch as one more cocktail shrimp.

All in all, a fantastic deal at $25 per person.

I eat a lot on a daily basis. I spend pretty much all of my time either at the gym or in the kitchen. There have been a few occasions where I have eaten more than normal but one of which is more interesting than the others so I’ll outline that one.

A girl and I happened to be watching Friends a year or two ago and it happened to be the episode where Joey eats an entire turkey. I opened my big mouth and said, “Hell, I could do that.”

She said, “really, wanna put some money on it? There’s no way you could!”

I, being a male, said “Okay, let’s do it.”

We set the date as the following Saturday. I thought it prudent to eat a whole lot early on in the day, take a sizable break and then take a run at the turkey with an empty but expanded stomach.

First Breakfast (6am)
-6 egg omlet
-6 pieces of wholewheat toast
-1 litre of orange juice

Second Breakfast(8:30 or 9am)
-3 bowls of Harvest Crunch
-6 more pieces of wholewheat toast
-the rest of the two litre jug of orange juice

Lunch (somewhere around 2pm)
-4 chicken breasts (barbecued)
-2 cups of dry rice, cooked
-a big salad
-2 litres of water

Throughout the day
-about 8 litres of water
-a few doughnuts

At about 10pm the turkey was ready, this is what I ate then

-1, 26lb turkey
-8 (or so) decent sized potatoes, mashed. I wanted something other than turkey, i would’ve been awefully sick of turkey without it.
-2 cans of corn
-too much water to measure
-1 tub of Hagen Daaz ice cream. I needed rid myself of the taste of turkey.

I made $100 that day.

:eek:

I’m sorry - I think I’m going to throw up just reading this.

Nothing to match some of the prior posters. But when I was 10 years old I ate nine pieces of BBQ’ed chicken at a family cookout. Some of them were also half-chickens, a la the leg and thigh attached. So all told, i ate about twelve pieces of chicken, if you divided it all out.

I didn’t realize the impression this made until I saw some of my cousins again years later, and this was the one thing they remembered about me. I was introduced as “the kid who ate all that chicken.”

I stayed in the Holiday Inn at Manchester Airport once (I was working at the airport for a couple of days) - they had an ‘all you can eat’ buffet in the restaurant, which I attempted to turn into an ‘all we can cook’ buffet. I have never eaten so much animal protein in my life, I was really very ill for a couple of days afterward.

I can’t top eating a whole turkey. Yikes.

The eating experience that made the biggest impression on me wasn’t my fault. It was my birthday, and it being a weekend there was brunch at the dining hall. I don’t remember what I had, but it was a good and sizeable breakfast. At noon, a friend of mine dropped by to wish me happy birthday, and she bought me pizza (my own 14" pizza, so I wouldn’t have to share) I ate it all, and then realized I was late for a lunch date with my girlfriend. She took me out and I got a 1/2 lb hamburger, fries, and a shake. Because of the late lunch, it was very soon time for dinner, which my folks had kindly invited me to. There I had a 16 oz steak, along with a baked potato. I was struggling to fit the last bites in when my dad said “You know, you don’t have to finish it.” Oddly, it had never occurred to me. I still insisted on getting dessert, though.

Okay, I guess it was my fault. Never mind.

Believe me, afterwards, I wish that I did. It wasn’t nearly as easy as maybe I made it appear. Nearing the end of it, I was a mess.

ditto on the pizza-eating contest, I think my record was 29.

But recently, I had a normal breakfast, then had a pizza sub for lunch. I thought the “large” would be a 12-incher, but it was 2 12-inchers. I had both of them.

Then, for dinner we went to a teppan-yaki Japanese restaurant, you know, the type where they serve you like 4 or 5 courses. I ate all of that too.

Oh my god I’m just sitting here laughin so hard I’m cramping! 37 slices of pizza? A pound of turkey? 2 cans of corn? HAHAHH oh man.

OK, my story - not as extreme as those above, though.

It was New Year’s Eve 2001, just finished an all-you-can-eat buffet at a Thai restaurant before going on to a friend’s party. I’ll skip straight to the nasty, I puked up ** everything ** 2 minutes before countdown. :wink:

“HAPPY NEW YEAR!” “Huh, oh yeah wipe