Today was a day of reminiscing. I had lunch at the Olive Garden. Now for many the two do not go together, but I haven't eaten at Olive Garden since the heyday of my high school swimming career.
I remember the days. The days when I didn't give a thought to eating four breadsticks because I knew I had worked off forty breadsticks during workouts that day. The days when I wasn't allowed to choose what I ate, my coach chose it for me.
Now whenever I eat at Olive Garden, I'm overwhelmed with choices. Our menu used to consist of water, salad, breadsticks and pasta with red sauce (we could choose to have it with or without meat). And since our meals were so boring, our team needed some way to entertain ourselves. And what better way than with a breadstick eating contest?
The current record is 17, held by Daniel T. I don't think it's been broken and I don't think it ever will. Will we ever go back to the days of 17 breadsticks in one sitting? Probably not, and we probably never should.
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