Ming, Kyle, Ming's brother-in-law Chris (subbing for a very sick Dan'l) and I took the 30"/30 minute pizza challenge at Randy's Pizza yesterday. 30" or 30 minutes - I don't think extending either liminal would have done us a lot of good. But like the 18 year olds we're not, we gave it a try.
Here, Randy's demonstrates that the pizza in question is pretty much the size of a trailer. Those aren't the current gas prices in Minnesota, by the way, that's just an out of business gas station that Ming is going to turn into a scrapbooking store.
The pizza is bigger than your average pizza worker. We'd have possibly had better luck trying to eat the person who delivered it.
She lays out the rules. Right after this I sprinkled Parmesan on my side, just to be an idiot, and separated quite a bit of the pizza to get it to cool off.
Greasy fingers. Can you believe a group of four finished one of these in under 15 minutes once? Under 15 minutes. That's insane.
Mouths full. You can tell we're already wearing out. Chris (next to me, left) replaced our anchor, and he lived up to the challenge. He clearly finished more pizza than the rest of us.
Me, realizing that a slight allergy to tomatoes can be a problem when eating the equivalent of a 14" pizza and 10-20% extra. I was getting very warm. I like how this picture shows that my bald spot is starting to sneak down the side of my head.
When the money comes out, you know it's all over. No free pizza for us. But they did give us our drinks for free, which was very nice.
This is how far we got. You can make your own assumptions about who ate their share and who didn't.
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