Pancakes

Today the BYU Food Science Club (of which I am a proud member) hosted the first annual "pancaked eating contest." I have spent the past week trying to psych-out the competition in order to boost my confidence. I was one of only 2 girls that participated in the contest along with about 15 guys. Russ was there to feed me my pancakes and to be my official "counter," which, it turns out, wasn't too difficult since I came in last place with a total of only 6 pancakes in 5 minutes. After the 5th one I started choking. The choking continued for several minutes. My life flashed before my eyes. No one seemed to realize that I COULDN'T BREATHE (see photo of red face) because no one was helping me. I guess they were all so mesmerized by the fools stuffing their faces that they were unable to hear me trying to cough up my internal organs. Russ finally patted me on the back a couple of times with the same force he would use to pat a new born child. Needless to say, the competition was a partial disaster (see pancake-slop photo). The other girl only ate 7 pancakes, as did half of the other guys, so I didn't feel too bad. 3 guys ate 15 and probably will regret it for several days.