This year's festival attempted to break the Guinness Book of World Records mark for the largest bacon, lettuce and tomato sandwich ever. I don't know if the book will recognize it, but the one they made (before I got there, unfortunately) was 179 feet long, 16 inches wide and 3 inches deep (that's 54.56 meters by 43 cm by 7.6 cm for the rest of the world). It produced 1,092 servings. I found out the hard way that you can't eat one while driving.
The event was for the benefit Lift For Life. This started out as a weightlifting gym for inner city kids and has become a big athletic facility and a charter school, soon to provide full junior and senior high school education. I spent some time with the staff and should be over there soon to photograph their activities.
PS TO TOM, IF YOU SEE THIS: I tried to email your picture to you at the address on your web site, as we discussed. It bounced back as no such user at that domain.
TOMORROW: STL DPB photo caption contest!
7 comments:
What a great event! I hope the sandwich makes into the record book.
surprenant ce concours, en effet ne jamais mangé de tomates avec un costume blanc ;o))
surprising this competition, in effect not never eaten by tomatoes with a white costume ;o))
Man that sandwich looks good. I'm drooling!! Tomatofest is my kinda place. Great portrait too B.
When do you leave for your latest great adventure?
V
That sandwich looks delicious!
Thanks for the nice comments on Salt Lake Daily Photo on Sunday. To answer your question about the photo of the pipe, it was just a bit of contrast and saturation to pull out the existing colors.
M
A/ Thanks for the metric conversion; B/ What a name: Iron Barley!; C/He looks cool!; D/ Sounds like a wonderful event for a good cayse, plus it actually looks delicious and E/ why do cherry tomatoes tend to burst onto freshly washed and ironed clothing?
I'm stopping here, I don't know the alphabet any further.
This looks like a place I would enjoy visiting. Wish I had know about it when I was working there all those years ago. When you are working in a place other than your home city, you tend to eat out for most meals and I used to try places all over town and especiall on "the hill" and in Soulard. If I had been out late enjoying some clubs with friends, we'd all stop at Eat Rite for breakfast before heading home. I have many fond (and some funny) memories from that tiny little diner.
I haven't had a BLT in awhile. Wish I was there cos' I can help him eat up his world record leftovers.
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