I'm going to fucking explode like that guy in the Monty Python movie, I ate so much.
I went to a Mexican restaurant and ordered their "Deluxe Combo" plate without really reading the menu. It came out on two plates. There was a meat enchilada, chili rellano, tamale, tostada, taco, plus rice and beans. And all of those items were large. Any one item, plus the rice and beans, would have been a generous meal.
About half way through the enchilada I realized that I was gonna be in serious trouble. And there was so much food still left to eat.