This is an I-Heart podcast.

And we return to our American stories and our Thanksgiving special.

Often on Thanksgiving Day, at least towards the end of it,

we may find ourselves a bit overstuffed.

Lindsay Callan shares a story about a time she ate more than her fill

when she was challenged to an eating contest.

Hunger drove our college music ministry team down to the church basement after the morning service.

After many weekends of traveling under our belt, we knew there was at least a 50% chance we would be served lasagna.

We were greeted by a line of smiling, serving spoon-wielding ladies, and sure enough, there was lasagna.

Not only lasagna, but mounds of steaming rice and spiced chicken, heaping bowls of garden salad,

baskets of rolls, pounds of butter, and a variety of desserts set out on little

white plates. Church hospitality at its finest. After Grace, we were invited to the food. I was

toward the front of the line, as usual.

I had somewhat of a reputation for being a big eater.

I was a slim thing, so no one expected it.

But in the college cafeteria, when they called for seconds,

I jumped up quicker than anyone.

I was always hungry. Where do you put it all? My big guy friends asked.

You must have two hollow legs. I only shrugged and smiled. Fast metabolism, I guess. I enjoyed the element of surprise.

In high school, I had been dubbed the stomach, after I was challenged by my youth group leader to pack down a 19-ounce burger at Red Robbins.

I did it, fries and all, much to the astonishment of my friends.

I had told this story to my music team, and I think they believed me.

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