I watch Man Vs. Food occasionally, and I usually enjoy it, especially when host Adam Richman goes somewhere I’ve never even heard about, such as Black Sheep here in Richmond, which looks just incredible.
My problem with the show is that every episode is 100% formulaic. And it doesn’t matter to me if he eats the whole giant dish at the end or not. It’s all just rote. I know that, in every episode, he will come up against his “food wall,” he’ll drink milk to counter the spices in hot stuff, and then a couple of people will ask some banal questions about the challenge when it’s over.
It’s just a show, and a simple one, at that. The thing is: I like seeing the food. And sometimes, the amounts certainly get crazy.
I have absolutely no desire to rip away my stomach lining with nuclear-hot chicken wings, nor stuff myself until it hurts with a 3-6 lb. hamburger. Hell, I already have acid reflux — I don’t need to bust my gut any worse in order to be a macho man. But if you’d like to see who’d win in the challenge between YOU VS. FOOD, here’s a list of 83 restaurants across America and their culinary challenges. Man Vs. Food has been to some of them already, but there are a lot of places where the challenges still haven’t been met.
Good luck . . . and, as Monsieur Creosote once said, “Bucket!”
3 thoughts on “All the places where it’s YOU VS. FOOD”
but suppose you cooked everything to perfection and then the stomach didn't accept it? Suppose it started this strange regurgitation not accepting the perfectly prepared treat but rejecting the poison planted by the shy chief? Maybe the array of spices do not agree with every pallet? Now spring is here let us cook out and enjoy the warmth and cold beer and belch at the bad taste and wrong ingredients.
I cannot imagine how this trend in excess started. I cannot imagine how mothers across America now feel about guilting their offspring who dine at these places–“You know there are children starving in India…Chug the burger!” I cannot imagine why Minnesota, a sportsmans state, does not have one entry in this gastro-parade. I cannot imagine not trying this if the alcohol-inducement were there.
There must be a bourbon challenge somewhere in this wide, wonderful country of ours . . .