The REAL Olympic Games: Olive Garden’s Never-Ending Pasta Bowl Returns!
Author: Nick
Category: Money
Topics: buffets, food, frugality

As has been widely reported in all of the respectable financial media outlets, Olive Garden’s Never-Ending Pasta Bowl is back for a limited time. You may recall my last attempt to get my money’s worth out of Olive Garden’s Bowl of LIES.
This time will be different.
Much like an Olympic athlete in the months leading up to the Games, I’ve been preparing for this event tirelessly… sometimes eating up to seventeen meals daily just to ready my stomach for the most challenging task of its entire life.
You better believe I’m planning on walking away from this competition a gold-medal winner. Of course, my gold medal will be in the slightly less common composition of a giant wad of pasta sitting in my tummy. Hopefully gold-medal American gymnast Shawn Johnson doesn’t wander into the Olive Garden while I’m there; she’s so tiny that I might mistake her for an Italian sausage and eat her. I bet she’s pretty tasty too.
Tune in tomorrow as Punny Money Olympics Week continues, live from the stomach-pumping room at the hospital down the street.

8 Responses »
1.
shraz
August 20th, 2008 at 11:45 pm
haha that was a great comic
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James
August 21st, 2008 at 9:13 am
Your olympic eating events occur once a year instead of every four years. This leaves room for improvement and plenty of training between events! Best of Luck and God speed (hope you have health insurance).
3.
Jeff
August 21st, 2008 at 12:46 pm
Enjoy your time in the stomach pumping room. I hope that you aren’t in there for too long …
4.
Brad
August 22nd, 2008 at 2:03 pm
I have to say that I enjoy reading your Olympic commentary more than I enjoy listening to it on TV. Keep the Olympic week going strong!
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Obbop
August 22nd, 2008 at 3:30 pm
Sigh….. accessing the cobwebbed-corners of a worn-out brainlet. Back back… to 1988 or so. Working for a paving and grading firm. Shovelling 500 degree asphalt 10 hours daily.
Worked up quite an appetite doing that work but had to eat a skimpy lunch in order to be able to continue work afterwards. Too big of a lunch led to misery.
But, once work was over… time to EAT!!!!!!!
Stopped at a Chinese all-you-can-scarf buffet.
Good stuff. For some reason I was extra hungry and the belly was akin to a bottomless pit; sorta akin to a politician’s greed or ability to twist and bend the truth for selfish aims.
I was working on my 5th plate when an employee or possibly owner, appeared at my table with three males, apparently cooks what with the way they were attired.
All four had smiles upon their Asian faces. Standing there, staring at me, I lowered my fork and belched “Howdy, buckarette,” then, eyeballing the males said, “Howdy buckaroos.”
The males commenced bowing to me, several times, as I returned their bows with nods of my oblate-spheroid-shaped head.
Wondering if perhaps I was the one-billionth customer or something and was to receive a free meal or some other award the female spoke in broken English, telling me she had told the cooks about the HUGE amount of food I had eaten and they came out to thank me for honoring them.
Huh?
I told the gal the food was mighty fine but that I was just particularly hungry that day.
She spoke to the still-bowing trio and their faces lighted up even more as they spoke to the gal in what was likely one of the Chinese dialects.
The gal translated and said the guys were still honored and encouraged me to eat more, to eat all I could. She further explained that eating as much as I was is considered a great honor towards the chef in their culture.
A couple more bows and nods of my head and the entourage departed, back to the kitchen to continue concocting their Chinese grub.
I was relieved. At least they were not there to ask for more money to cover the amount of food costs for five plates full.
Sadly, I couldn’t eat more than those five plates.
But, on future visits, when I ate my more normal three plates full, I didn’t pile as much food upon each plate, stretching the three to five plates.
The cooks never reappeared but the gal always smiled at me.
Damn. She would have made a fine wife but I kept my distance. I figured the three dudes had big sharp knives for kitchen work and knew how to use them.
What a great place to get rid of a body. Chopped up and marinated and mixed in with numerous Kung Pao this and Garlic that or sweet and sour mid-aged Coot or whatever.
I should have asked if a boisterous belch at meal’s end was also a compliment. If so, after each meal’s end, I would have stood in the middle of the dining room and sent a belched blast of compliment across the room.
6.
A1 Medical Supplies
August 26th, 2008 at 2:07 pm
I used to work at Olive Garden and in many ways the all you could eat soup and salad and the all you could eat pasta bowl can bring out the worst in terms of restaurant clientele. I enjoyed reading your other post , which was spot on btw, about how Olive Gardens never ending pasta bowl is in many ways a scam…
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Audemars Piguet
July 7th, 2009 at 6:08 am
What a great place to get rid of a body. Chopped up and marinated and mixed in with numerous Kung Pao this and Garlic that or sweet and sour mid-aged Coot or whatever.
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Elodie
October 16th, 2009 at 12:21 pm
i like the idea of eating frugally! i try and cook when i can and when i do go out to eat i try and get a good deal
on whatever i eat. can you do a post on eating out and getting a good deal?
btw, i love your website, i think its incredibly funny and the stick figures make it so different! do you write the comics yourself?
elodie
Slim Girl Diary
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