So I pride myself of being a foodie. Well, I think I am a foodie. I love eating, food is my love language, my perfect date should imvolve food etc... I can eat at anytime of the day, morning, afternoon, evening, night.
Well, sometime last year, a restaurant decided to do a promo. You pay s certain amount and you get to eat as many food as you want.
I haven't heard of this restaurant before, but for the love of food, my sister and I set out to find it.
Arrived there, made payments and placed the order for our first meal, ofada rice and sauce. It's a pity I no longer have the picture.
When we were done, I placed an order for our second meal. A combination of fried and jellof rice.
After our second plate of food, we placed another other for spaghetti.
At this point, I could barely breathe fine, but I refused to give up. I struggled to eat it all. At one point, I got tired and started taking selfies to give the food a lil while to digest
I still refused quitting, cos I had promised myself to eat my money's worth. I placed an order again for yam and egg sauce, but after taking the first bite, I knew I could not longer eat.
My tummy was constricted and I could barely breathe. I had to drop my cutlery and called it a day...
Got home and I had a severe case of constipation that lasted for the whole of the next day.
I promised never to try eating above my stomach limit again.
Lesson learnt
All that rice and noodles... no wonder your gut was busting... definitely wouldn't recommend gorging on a regular basis. Sounds like it was a good deal.