It’s stuff I love! Weeeeeeeee!
My love of competitive eating is a celebration of all things American: gluttony for gluttony sake. This was my second time around at the Food Fight!/Scapegoat vegan mini-mall anniversary party. My first jab at it was trying to stuff three dense and gigantic sticky buns down my gullet and I failed miserably.
Joni competed with me, trying to scarf down eight vegan cupcakes (from Sweatpea Baking) as quickly as possible. I thought I could handle it, but this was last summer, just weeks after I returned home from Bangladesh where I consumed about zero cupcakes the entire time. Then this gigantic man appeared next to me and he totally psyched me out as he inhaled the frosted mini-cakes.
Summer’s coming and I’m gonna try to get in on another one of these. I’m tired of feeling like a failed American. I’m gonna eat the hell out of some vegan food thingy and think “Yes, I can,” because I can.
More: Stuff I Love
Much like my Stuff I Miss feature, Stuff I Love is going to use my photos explore all the awesome stuff I dig (but do not necessarily miss because I’ll be home soon to enjoy it [!!!]).
Dang! It’s getting meta-bloggy!
I love me blog! Without this odd jumble of binary code being fed through fiber optic wires and flashing across monitors, I don’t know where all my rants would go (probably in e-mails to weary friends.) I’ve really appreciated all the support from friends and strangers who read. This exists because I can’t help it and also because ya’ll engage me.
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I’m gettin’ love from all over! Now I just need to figure out how to work my magic on south American, Africa and the vastness that is Russia. Perhaps I can blog more about futbol, how pop-star Madonna is beginning a cult or the market for eastern European mail-order brides?