Who's hungry?

Pretty much everyone - aside from the occasional Hollywood starlette - likes to eat. And some of us, on occasion, like to push our stomachs past their limit by eating such massive quantities of food that, when finally devored, we swear we'll never eat another (fill in menu item here) for as long as we live. Of course, that promise never lasts.

My own overindulgence of choice is cheeseburgers. Not long ago we took our intern, Ashley (that's her above), to Fuddruckers for a going away lunch. For those who've never been there, "The Fudd" offers burgers in various sizes, from one-third of a pound all the way up to one whole pound of greasy goodness. They've also got one dollar domestic beers every day, but since it was 12:30 on a Wednesday afternoon I had to abstain from taking part in such a great deal.

Anyhow, we talked her into getting the one-pounder, and just so she wouldn't feel like the only disgusting slob at the table, I got one too. (Most everyone else got puny half-pounders and offered their own lame excuses. "Ooooh, I have to work this afternoon!", "I'm pregnant and have to watch what I eat!", "I'm a vegetarian!" Whatever.) So we piled on our pickles, and lettuce and tomaters at the self-serve toppings bar, grabbed a few diet Cokes (yeah, I know) and dug in. Wouldn't you know it, about 45 minutes later both burgers were gone and a new intern intitiation ritual was born!

The best part was, the waitstaff really got into the whole ordeal and started cheering Ashley on. The cheering section really helped because she was clearly not enjoying the last five or six ounces of that burger. As a "reward" for her gluttonous display a waitress brought over a free giant brownie, ice cream sundae thing. And wouldn't you know it, Ashley still had room for a little dessert before turning over her prize to the rest of the gang. Oh, those crazy interns!