Food Challenges

[Dr Krentist]

 

 

 

Top video is a place in Amherst. Bottom video is a place in Syracuse.

[Just Jack]

8 hours ago, Dr Krentist said:

 

 

Top video is a place in Amherst. Bottom video is a place in Syracuse.

 

Second Chance Diner, been there several times since it's near where we get our groceries. They were so busy, that they moved down the street just this month to a larger location. Their staff has shirts that on the back says "we know the owner too". Definitely a must stop if you're in the area and hungry. 

[Fleezoid]

I don't know, but I think I can make a run at that breakfast! By far, my favorite meal choice. 

[Ridgewaycynic2013]

2 hours ago, Fleezoid said:

I don't know, but I think I can make a run at that breakfast! By far, my favorite meal choice. 

A boss lured myself and a coworker into a Saturday overtime repair job, with the added incentive of his buying breakfast.  The coworker said that this supposed biggest breakfast in Hamilton wasn't able to be finished by mere mortals.  Coworker went pale when after I had finished mine, I took and ate a slice of his toast. 😁

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Some of these food challenges are outrageous.

[Just Jack]

The casino I used to work at, one of the restaurants had a three Reuben challenge, with sides.  I was not eligible being a casino employee, but I thought it looked easy enough.  I don’t think they do it anymore because it’s not on their website menu. 

[Augie]

I go to a pizza joint on a fairly regular basis for a slice at lunch. A guy next to me is in a Jets hat and we talk, then the manager realizes I’m from Buffalo. He insisted we try a free order of (medium) wings, and they were pretty darn good! 

 

Fast forward a couple years and I’m at the bar having my slice when a guy sits down next to me and orders his wings hot. They point to the menu and explain hot is REALLY hot, and he responds “Fine. That’s what beer is for.” 

 

He bites into his first wing and I ask how it is. Fine. As he picks up his second wing he says “it builds on you”, and he orders another beer. By the third wing his nose is running, his eyes are watering, and his wife is begging him to stop. These are the precious little moments in life I cherish. 😂 

 

It wasn’t a hot sauce, it was a lethal rub. I don’t do “I dare you” anything. 

 

 

[Pete]

23 minutes ago, Augie said:

I go to a pizza joint on a fairly regular basis for a slice at lunch. A guy next to me is in a Jets hat and we talk, then the manager realizes I’m from Buffalo. He insisted we try a free order of (medium) wings, and they were pretty darn good! 

 

Fast forward a couple years and I’m at the bar having my slice when a guy sits down next to me and orders his wings hot. They point to the menu and explain hot is REALLY hot, and he responds “Fine. That’s what beer is for.” 

 

He bites into his first wing and I ask how it is. Fine. As he picks up his second wing he says “it builds on you”, and he orders another beer. By the third wing his nose is running, his eyes are watering, and his wife is begging him to stop. These are the precious little moments in life I cherish. 😂 

 

It wasn’t a hot sauce, it was a lethal rub. I don’t do “I dare you” anything. 

 

 

I got a great travel story you should like, ill tell a short version. 

 

 Around 2007 I was backpacking through Poland.  I took the train, and saw several cities. One restaurant caught my eye, passing by train, by Katowice where I was staying.  I had a Pearl Jam bootleg from Katowice, and I like visiting lesser traveled cities.  I get to Katowice, and its an eye sore of Communist Architecture.  Its Saturday Night, and there is absolutely nothing going on in Katowice.  I go down to the hotel bar.  And its me, a Hooker with flashing beads, and her Mother, and ever since I hit Katowice, it was a strange vibe.  Finally two couples, One Irish, One Aussie, sit at table.  We strike up a conversation, and they invite me to their table.

 

We discussed local cuisine, they loved food like me, and they ate at that restaurant I saw on train, and said it was incredible.  They said you must try Silesian Rolada. I had learned this incredible tasting Polish shot, called Wsciekly Pies, and its Polish for Angry Dog.  The shot is Vodka, Tobasco, and Raspberry Syrup, and its delicious. I go up to the bar, and I order 5 Pies.  We shoot them, and immediately they gave rave reviews.  " That was amazing".  They order another round.  About then, one wife became incredibly bitchy, the other 3 extremely cool and fun to hang out with.  We are having fun.  I order another round.  They order another round.  We are all feeling good, and satiated.  The B word tries to order me to get another round. "YOUR TURN TO BUY! I WANT ANOTHER SHOT! GET ME ANOTHER SHOT NOW!"  The 3 others were giving her *****, explaining he is backpacking, and on a budget.  He buys for 5, we buy for 1.  We owe him shots.  "GET ME A SHOT"  OK, I said, this rounds on me.  I go to the bar, and bartender makes the 5 shots, just like before.  He doesnt speak English, and the last step to the shot is Tobasco,  gets to the 5th shot, starts dripping in the Tobasco, and I gesture more, more, more, more  Bartender starts laughing, humor transcends language.

 

I bring the shots back to the table, and present her shot loaded with Tobasco.  We shoot the shots, and the 3 of them are saying- "That is so delicious!  So Yummy!"  The B word turned red, and excused herself for the night.  I confessed, Everyone laughed hysterically, and the husband said she defintly deserved it.

 

 

[EmotionallyUnstable]

Johnny C’s used to be my spot. Still go from time to time but they’ve (like most other things) have gotten expensive.

 

The Spicy Dragon is the business.