First of all after weighing myself before and after the meal, I found that I shockingly managed to gain one and a half pounds in one sitting. I started to feel like Adam Richman for a bit. Even though I admire what he does, I'll leave the competitive eating to him for a while.
Second, for the first time ever in my family's Thanksgivings, I volunteered to make the fresh pasta (because what's Italian Thanksgiving without a first course of pasta?) since my uncle who normally rolls out the dough was just coming back from a vacation in South Africa and did not want to cook under any circumstances for that massive meal. I was originally going to make 3 pounds of fettucini, however, I made 2 and we still had leftovers. Overall the pasta was a success but a tiring ordeal considering that I haven't done it in a while. I would do it any time again because it is fun and that's one of the things that I'll do for fresh pasta.
Now let's talk about eating 1.5 pounds of food. It's remarkable to me because I didn't even notice it, yet, there was a lot of food in front of me and I kept shoveling it in without any point to stop myself. First course, my fettucini with a heavy mushroom sauce, I must have eaten about a quarter pound which isn't that much but there was still an entire dinner to go.
When the main course came my plate was filled with and emptied of: large amounts of turkey and homemade gravy, cranberry sauce, Italian stuffing (rice, provolone, mozzarella, and sausage), traditional stuffing and corn pudding. Then came dessert which was a bounty of desserts made by another uncle of mine including: pecan pies, pumpkin pie, and pumpkin cake with cream-cheese icing (that was my favorite).
Now its a bit obvious that it wasn't too hard for me to gain a pound and a half. However, I was so frightened by the fact that I gained that much so fast and jumped on the elliptical machine to start working it off.
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