To my post the other day about too-large portions, The Ridger commented thus:
I can’t remember when I last didn’t get at least one more meal out of my restaurant serving. Sometimes there’s enough to piece out a third meal. In Texas I saw 22 oz steaks on the menu. It’s absurd. Who could possibly eat 22 ounces of meat plus potatoes?Ah, and that reminds me of a story.
Close to 15 years ago (my, but time does fly!), some of my co-workers spent a couple of months working at a programming office we used to have in the Dallas area. When they got back, one of them told me of a (famous?) steakhouse there, where they got 35-ounce steaks (about a kilogram, which is probably where they got that number). The conversation went something like this:
Me: Wo! 35 ounces? How could you eat that much steak? And what about all the other stuff?
Him: Oh, they gave us the potato and cole slaw and bread, and all that, but we didn’t eat any of it. We just ate the steak.
Me: But I like the potato and the cole slaw and the bread, and all that!
Him: They also had a 52-ounce steak [about 1.5 kilograms], but we didn’t get that. If you eat that one, they give you a pass for a free meal next time.