I used to be able to eat a whole large pizza then still be hungry until I started losing weight. I’m now down a shirt size and when getting pizza I have 1 piece left over and am stuffed to dieng
is it, though?
a stomach can stretch upto 4 litres in capacity when pushed (one source). that’s 4000cm³ (or 244 cubic inches).
to fill that capacity, the volume of a pizza needs to be 4000cm³ or 244 inch³.
take πr²h = 4000 for thin crust pizzas, if we assume the average height of pizza and toppings as 1cm, our equation simplifies to πr² = 4000; which gives the radius of the pizza as around 36 cms – or a diameter of 72 cms (or 28").
if we take a thicker pizza of an average crust thickness of 1", then our equation for square inches simplifies to πr² = 244. which gives us a radius of about 9" or a diameter of 18".
since most pizzas top out at 12"-14" diameter (thin and thick crust volume varying between 700cm³ to 2600cm³), if anything, we’re nowhere near achieving our full potential!
You forgot that the crust is essentially foam, so it packs even smaller inside the stomach!
Or does it expand when it hits the stomach juices?
I haven’t read it, but I saw that you’ve used numbers and formulas. And that was enough for me to give you an upvote.
it may be that you were being facetious, but numbers and formulae are usually the most potent weapons in the arsenal of people who want to bulldoze in their own agenda.
as a general rule, any post with figures should warrant greater scrutiny, not less; and definitely not none with a nudge to rank it higher. even if it is one in all frivolity as my comment above.
I agree. Usually I am. But when it comes to such a rather humurous discussion as here with pizzas, I make an exception. ;)
What percentage of scrutiny should we follow? [1]
Eigenvector. [2]
[1]: Reinhardt, W. (2012). On the trustworthiness of numbers. Cambridge University Press.
[2]: Paper, M. (2022). Station of play, fifth of its variant. Antarctic Publishing. https://jstor.org/stable/12345-paywalled
Yeh fr I’m not very tall and I’m very lean and I could easily crush a 14 inch pizza if I wanted to.
I once saw a guy drink 10 litres of water in a contest. He had to puke afterwards, but anyway, a stomach can hold more than 4 litres.
Wikipedia claims that the observed extreme maximum was 15 liters.
Mythbusters once claimed that you couldn’t die from drinking mentos and coke when they tests a pig stomach’s capacity, oh man did that thing stretch like crazy, but they failed to account for flow from stomach into lungs while overfilling. In fact, merely a few liters could potentially prove fatal to a small untrained frame, such as those who died from the milk jug challenge.
Now you are the calzone.
Panzerotti watches intently.
What are you doing, step-pizza?!
Like this?
Or this?
Ok, so I THOUGHT I clicked on this article, “Marjorie Taylor Greene threatens to beat up Sarah McBride on day before Trans Day of Remembrance” and your comment being on top confused the hell out of me.
So like, pepperoni in one and sausage in the other? I’m game.
I’m feeling very attacked right now.
When I was younger, I could eat superhuman amounts of food and not gain an ounce (I was even accused of having anorexia by strangers because I was so thin).
Now, if I even think about one serving of ice cream, I gain ten pounds. Oh shit, I’ve done it. Back to the treadmill, I guess.
Takes a lot of calories to grow a body
Bodies don’t need to be so overgrown
True.
My point was as we are younger our “metabolisms are higher” is really “your body is still growing and utilizing nutrients to build your body” so the caloric requirements are necessarily higher.
It’s why at 18 I could eat all day and not be terribly active and still not get fat. Because my body was still growing bones and muscles and brain and other bits.
Now at 40 my body isn’t growing the same way, my requirements aren’t the same.
My metabolism hasn’t “slowed” per se, just my caloric requirements are markedly different.
I don’t gain weight, but I just can’t do it. When I was in high school my parents would always order me my own large pizza, and I would eat all of it except one slice, which I would eat cold the following morning.
Now, I’ll still have the appetite sometimes, and I’ll order a large. If I’m lucky and very determined, I’ll eat half, and then I’m so stuffed I feel sick. I suppose that’s a good thing, but there is a certain sense of accomplishment found in dusting a whole pizza yourself.
then I’m so stuffed I feel sick
A lesson I learned too late in life, and will often still ignore is:
“Eat to fuel, not to fill.”
Makes food seem pretty boring. I eat to enjoy. I’m not worried about “fuel,” it seems to work pretty well for that without my having to think about it. I’m pretty active, so it’s not much of a concern. But, I understand I’m fortunate that I don’t struggle with food/weight.
I also enjoy food and don’t struggle with weight (well, I struggle with gaining it still at 31). I still have learned I don’t need to over-eat. Anything extra is just going to waste. I eat fairly slowly and enjoy it, instead of eating like I’m in a competition. I eat until I feel done eating and don’t usually go further. You can enjoy eating without over-eating. Honestly, it’s probably easier.
I’m fortunate that I don’t struggle with food/weight.
I miss those days.
I hear you! Still, I do find focusing on a quality meal over a quantity meal is a good thing, which I think in a different way you were also saying. Different qualities, same idea, generally good result. 😊
I live in one of those areas where the 40-60 set seems to be healthier and more focused on health than most people around my age, so I don’t think it needs to be age thing! You’ve got this!
I remember a 6th-grade pizza party where I horked down 10 slices. And I was always one of the smallest guys, last picked for teams, all that. I was fucking amazed at myself.
Us skinny people, and the people observing us eat, usually got it all wrong. I thought I could eat superhuman amounts of food and stay skinny. Nah. When people watched me go to town, that was the only food I put in my face that day. Not a single calorie otherwise.
My wife started getting a gut. LOL, she’s barely 3-digits. Mystified! “Uh, babe? You’re snarfing candy all day.”
I got a hella beer belly a few years ago. Guess what? I had been going around the office, filling my thermos with the coffee leftovers, and chunking 1/4 cup of sugar in there. Took a few months to dial that back. :)
All that ramble to say, none of us are very good judges of calories in/calories out.
I always hated sugar, and ate 3 large meals a day. Huge breakfast, lunch, dinner, midnight snacks. Never gained at all.
That all changed after my pregnancy at 28. Suddenly I seemed to gain weight through osmosis. I mostly lost interest in food, and only started eating sensible quantities twice a day.
Now I can’t lose weight at all, even with nearly a gallon of water per day and one small cup of food every day or two (to be fair, my body now rejects most food because of an autoimmune disorder), but I can actually gain weight on less than 500 calories a day. It doesn’t make sense by conventional logic, yet here I am. I mostly live on Ensure and Pedialyte, yet I weigh more than I ever have. It’s really weird.
500 calories a day
Are you certain?! That’s concentration camp calories if one isn’t moving, at all. Hell, I’d think your brain alone burns that much. I’m not calling bullshit, I’d really like to understand.
I am calling bullshit. Ain’t no way she’s gaining or even maintaining weight on 500 calories a day. A proper assessment of daily caloric intake is necessary.
Yeah. I move very little now, except for very low-impact PT, because of dysautonomia and autoimmune issues. Something radically changed with my system several years ago, though, so I can’t really eat, yet I don’t lose weight. My body doesn’t tolerate most food now, other than small amounts of rice and meat. I can’t process fruits or vegetables at all.
It’s steadily got worse over the last decade, and yeah, it is slowly killing me, but my doctors haven’t been able to solve it.
If this is true I think you need to see a doctor
I see several specialists. No solutions so far, unfortunately.
I’m sure you’re much less physically active than you used to be as well.
When I was in junior high, a local pizza/burger/Chinese (if it was food, chances are they made it) place had a Safe Cracker pinball machine that would give you a token every 1 million points which you could redeem for a large, one topping pizza.
I would very often go there with no more than a dollar and end up getting 2 free pizzas and eat them all to myself because I was really good at that pinball machine and also had a bottomless pit in my stomach.
These days, I think less about the pizza and more about how I would love to have a Safe Cracker pinball table.
It would cost a few thousand dollars but if you can find a cheap empty pinball case, it looks like you could build one yourself. Most of the parts seem to be available on eBay.
https://www.ebay.com/shop/safe-cracker-pinball?_nkw=safe+cracker+pinball&_sop=16
One topping? I assume that doesnt count cheese & sauce, so just a ‘pepperoni’ or ‘mushroom’ or ‘pineapple’ pizza?
Correct
So you win two free pizzas, get two different toppings, slap one upside down ontop of the other and baby youve got a pizza sandwich
Every pizza is a personal pizza if you just believe in yourself.
Pass me a giant thing of marijuana with it, and that shit is doomed.
Edit: I was trying to say marinara, not really a pot person, but fuck it… it stands.
Gonna have to disagree with ya there, bud.
Given how obese americans are, I’m kind of surprised you’ve never seen anyone do it. In my 20s, I could crush an XL and ask for seconds. I still eat a large by myself and I’m not an especially big person.
Frozen?
I wasn’t the most popular growing up and I remember becoming popular and developing a larger friends group in late high school. Above all, I remember going out for pizza when I was 17. At home, we always shared a small (frozen or delivery or restaurant) pizza - me, my sister, and my mom. Eating pizza meant having a slice or two for dinner (with salad, there was always salad). So this also always meant prior discussions on the toppings. Therefore, going out with new friends, I was highly confused why no one was really engaging in my question about what kind of toppings they want, everyone was just stating what they want and gonna get and I was hella confused. When it occurred to me that everyone was going to order a whole pizza for themselves I couldn’t believe it. I don’t remember what happened next, I only remember the horrible realization that everyone is going to buy a pizza and eat this food, that to me was absolutely meant to be shared, by themselves like psychopaths, a whole family meal, for each person. And that this was the normal way to do it. As I said, I don’t know what happened next, but I don’t really like pizza to this day - maybe something happened that day, I don’t know.
Thank God I found a spouse who likes to share a small pizza and can’t have more than 2-3 slices tops either.
I don’t know if what your friends did was normal. Normal for them maybe. Every group of people I’ve shared pizza with its always been a discussion and been shared. Larger pizzas are cheaper by area, so it’s best to get a few of the largest size and split them instead of everyone getting a small to themselves.
Some restaurants just sell individual pies now. I usually get a few meals out of one.
As one of those that easily destroy an XL pizza in one go… why is that terrifying?
I Mean, overall I don’t eat all that much… I never eat breakfast and very rarely eat lunch, so one or two meals a day for me (historically a very active person) has to be large to make up for the times I don’t have time (or want) to stop and eat. So it takes at least a large pizza or like two boxes of Mac & cheese to even come close to refilling my fuel tank.
Rationalizing the 'za to perfection…
You just described how it works! People get mixed up on calorie intake. I’m scrawny, but when I eat, I eat. No calories other than beer at night. Not a Coke, not a single pork rind, not even a Jolly Rancher. Nada.
So people see that and think, “Gosh! Wish I had a metabolism like his!” Nah. I just don’t eat in between meals.
So, using a 16” pizza as a “xl” size.
PapaJohns XL cheese: 3000 calories Dominos XL cheese: 2980 calories
I powerlift 3-4 days a week and run 30-60k a week depending on how many days I lifted.
If I ate JUST one of those a day as a 6’ tall man I’d still gain weight and want to die.
When I was 20 I could easily pound down a full Papa John’s pizza and stay skinny as a rail. Nowadays I eat one cookie after dinner and my body permanently incorporates it into my mass, never to be released again.
3000 calories a day is a lot my dude, that’s a lot of food being talked about.
I dont know yhe other commentor, but i am pretty much permanantly poor because i have to eat about 2800 just to maintain my weight. I literally cannot afford to feed myself the massive amount of food it requires for my body to simply maintain.
Im 30, 145 lbs, 6’3", and it only takes my body about 45 minutes for food to go in one end and out the other, whereas its supposed to be closer to 8 hours
and run 30-60k a week
You mean calories? I’m a little lost.
Km
Km makes sense. And few people run 30-60Km a week, so that threw me. I’ve known exactly one person to run that per week, and she was an outlier.
So, let me do the math, this guy is running 18-38 miles a week? OK. LOL, I walk that. :)
Any pizza is a personal pizza with enough determination
Dominos used to have a large pizza for $5 and a bottle of Boone’s Farm Strawberry Hill was 1.99
Watch “Beard meets Food” on YT and learn.
Came here to say this, the man is a mutant.
I usually watch Raina Huang or Katina Eats Kilos. But BMF is really impressive.
When I was 8 years old, my sister ordered an XL pizza from papa johns. And I said “Ok…but what are YOU having?” She laughed it off as me saying I’d eat the whole thing myself. I saw no joke. So I made her order a second pizza for herself. She got a small. And when I was done with my pizza, I ate half of her pizza. She then accused me of playing some prank on her. She searched her apartment up and down claiming I was hiding the pizza somewhere. I was like “YOU WATCHED ME EAT MOST OF IT!!!”
My stomach did not have an “off” button. At least not until decades later when they removed 2/3rds of my colon. Now I can eat something small to medium sized and feel like I’m full.
But back then? I honestly think if you’d have put 10 XL pizzas in front of me, I’d have eaten them all if I liked the toppings. Then asked for snacks later.
I think the true horror isn’t that you at an entire XL pizza, but that you ate an entire XL Papa Johns pizza. No one should do that to themselves.
Well, this was back in the 90s. Back when they were still good.