My husband has this cousin who could hold his own in any eating competition. If he couldn't eat as much as anyone, he certainly can eat it faster than anyone. His favorite meal is ribs -- for his birthday every year, we can be sure to be hitting a local barbeque place so he can have a rack of ribs. He'll then gladly inhale them before anyone else gets their food, and then sit contented, sipping his Coke and listening to his iPod.
Spencer had his first ribs tonight at Courtside Grill. He loved them. Loved them. Inhaled them. He ate three of five, and then ate all the mac & cheese that came with it (he loves his fork and will even eat broccoli if he can stab it with the fork). I think when Spencer gets a little older he'll challenge Scotty to a duel of the ribs. To the death!
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