Here is a brief interview with Adam Richman, the host of the Travel Channel show “Man v. Food.” If you are anything like me, you have seen just about every episode of the show, and after each one you find yourself filled with an almost unending supply of questions. Examples may include: “Why would someone do that to themselves?”, “How does one get into the ‘eat a whole mess of food and get paid for it’ game?”, “What is his cholesterol level … a jillion?”, and “I bet he poops like a dinosaur.” I suppose that last one isn’t technically a question, but still, I think it’s important.
Because I have this insatiable curiosity about the show, I found this interview fascinating. It turns out — infuriating wristwear aside — Richman is nowhere near the Guy Fieri clone I imagined him to be. For example, he went to Yale Drama School, and decided to follow his dream of food-based television production after reading a book titled The Renaissance Soul. If that doesn’t melt your brain a little, I don’t know what will.



I always find it entertaining when the Travel Channel shows a few episodes in chronological order, and we watch him get a little fatter each year.
But damn I want his job
New life goal: star in a dessert-themed spin-off of this show, Patty v. Cake.
I see what you did there.
Adam Richman is just so easy to like. His positive can-do attitude runs thick … like a melted malted.
I’ll get you for trying to humanize this lumpy, sweaty, disgusting fuck. Nice thumb ring.
“HOw did you maintain your health?”
“Dude, are you looking at me right now?”
I think when you eat like he does on the show, anything short of dying or being permanently bedridden counts as maintaining your health.
Fuck him. Fuck him fuck him fuck him. Compared one of his fucking gluttonous escapades to Michael Phelps one time. Almost threw my remote through the television.
He’s super lucky his face isn’t that fat. No way in hell he’d have a show if people could more clearly see how fat he is on TV. Keep wearing those jackets and never turning to the side, jackass.
Clearly you’ve never been to a Walmart or Costco. The La-Z-Boy pilots see him getting his feed on and they get misty, realizing one of they’re own has finally made it.
Difference between him and Guy Fieri is that I get the impression that what we see on tv is actually Guy in LOW gear, whereas I think Richman is probably identical to what you see on tv.
This interview looks old- since it seems to have been filmed when they did the compilation shows at the end of the run. Same outfit as in those shows I think.
My understanding is since the end of MvF (and MvF Nation) he’s slimmed down even more. Maybe not. but as one who works out fairly regularly, and who essentially looks like a squat, mean Barney Rubble, I say lay off him Chachi. Jesus. Junker. You sound like you’re equating being meaty with being a Penn State Football Coach with a penchant for buggering children. Try the fucking decaf.
Regardless, Adam is tongue in check fun, and was the perfect host for the show. yeah, he is at times too goofy for my tastes, and can come off as a hipster at times, but it’s cool. Not sure I buy his food credentials frankly, but he added to the show, and did not subtract from it. Not sure they needed Jose Andres though for a show this lacking in gravitas, no?
The show itself wasn’t completely about gluttony as a lot of meat heads accuse I don’t think. Or maybe it was- hell maybe I am wrong there. Fine. Attack the 50 McNuggets for $9.99 deal with the same sense of self important zeal please, for consistency. Otherwise you sound like another pompous asshole telling everyone how fat America is. Well, yes we are. And when Renaissance Women come back into fashion none of them are gonna fuck you because you were mean. And you took their fried Snickers bar, you ass fucker. You’ll be left to fondle other sweaty bone sacks in the back toilet stall at your local 24 Hour Fitness pal. Enjoy your scrotum sack with a side of chlorine smell from the pool.
But I digress.
One thing I liked and appreciated about the show was 99% of the places he went, challenge or non challenge, were local Mom and Pop joints, not chain restaurants. For example, the Boulder episode- two of the three are one outlet, local only joints (West End Tavern does have the best wings in the Denver area, and some other good selections, plus a shitload of good beers on tap) and one (Beau Joe’s) is a generally local chain with 7 Colorado locations and one (weirdly enough) in South Dakota. Generally, this seems to be the MO for the show.
Sure, the show was gimmicky. But any attention paid to local good eats, places I can go to if and when I end up in your town, is a good thing. Have you ever gone on a trip and tried to wade through these shithead food bloggers to figure out where a good local place to eat is? Fuck. Any help I can get I appreciate.
I would much rather watch this “fat faced fuck” show off a good local joint than hear Guy Fieri shill for TGIF McDoofyFucks. Maybe that’s just me.
Did you just call me Chachi Jesus? Shit, that would’ve been a way better username. I did “attack” McNuggets because this post wasn’t about McNuggets, it was about Adam Richman. (Did I almost just call him Alan Rickman? Yes.)
Everything you said after “But I digress” seems like it would fit for Mr. Fieri, too. But, Guy Fieri is an abortion – this we can agree on. This guy seems magnitudes better personality-wise, sure, but he’s still horrid. (And I was saying he was the opposite of a “fat faced fuck” – his face is surprisingly slim for being such a gigantic human.)
I agree with the point about the Mom & Pop joints. When he came to “Little Rock,” (that’s what the episode was titled, yet not one restaurant was IN Little Rock, but whatevs.) he went to the Mean Pig (home to the Shut Up Juice challenge), which is a small BBQ joint in a northern suburb, and Cotham’s (home to the Hubcap Burger), which is waaaaaay out in the boonies. Both local joints with excellent food.
*Didn’t “attack” McNuggets. Gah, I really wish I could edit this shit sometimes.
And now I didn’t respond in-line. Garr. Hopefully I’m done talking to myself now.
Doesn’t he look like he just ate a young Fred Savage?