Last Monday TGI Friday's announced an "Endless Appetizer" special—infinite servings of whatever app you choose, for $10. Gawker writer/hero Caity Weaver subsequently attempted to eat mozzarella sticks for 14 hours at a TGI Friday's in Brooklyn; her boss promised her a week off if she could stick it out (haha) for the entire span of the restaurant's 11 a.m.-1 a.m. service schedule.
Her first plate arrives at 11:34 a.m.:
The mozzarella sticks are golden, dense, and huge. Each one is greater than the width of two of my index fingers. As a frequent and enthusiastic consumer of mozzarella sticks, I estimate that these are about twice the standard size...
They taste like goddamn garbage.
For the first time, I heave.
Does she make it all 14 hours and earn the vacation? How many sticks does she eat? Does she spew? You'll have to read the piece to find out! We are truly living in a heyday of cheese journalism.
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