Food Coma in the Lonestar State
I've been to the best of the worst of the West, and let me tell you, the food is as big as the trucks that sell it. I'm talkin' about the time I ate 72 oz of beef at the Big Chop, and I'm not ashamed to admit, I was in a food coma for three days straight.
But that wasn't the first time I got food comatose in Texas. I also recall the 5-pound fajita challenge at the local Tex-Mex joint, where I consumed an entire lake of queso and nearly drowned in cheese sauce.
Read more about my food coma adventures