You gonna eat that whole thing?

I recently had a flashback to a time when I was young, maybe 12 or so, when my parents took me to McDonald's for the first time and asked me what I wanted. I asked for a Big Mac and fries. They looked at me like I was some kind of alien meat monster. "Don't you think a Big Mac is a little too big for you?" I said that I didn't. I had the Big Mac and I seem to recall a look of sheer amazement on my mother's face.

Good thing she never saw the volume of food I'd consume in one sitting as a young soldier in his prime. Medium pizza? That's a meal.