Go large

Pimp That Snack is an entertaining website that showcases grotesquely enlarged versions of popular food items – think XXL pork scratchings, giant Jaffa Cakes and Wagon Wheels the size of actual wagon wheels.

The pimped snacks demonstrate remarkable levels of ingenuity on the part of their creators, who post step-by-step photos of the pimping so that visitors to the site can recreate it, if by some remote chance they desire to do so.

The pimpers go to great lengths (and expense) to ensure that their snacks are authentic replications of the original - in taste as well as appearance.

Nobody really knows why, but it's probably the same sort of drive that motivates some people to create record breaking food, like this ill-fated attempt on the "World's biggest steak and kidney pie"

It turns out that Health and Safety considerations scuppered the success of the mammoth pie, which is unappetisingly described as being "as heavy as three elephants". The project fell behind schedule and the pie was in danger of being declared unfit for human consumption. Still, it broke the record, so that's the important thing.

Supersizing is nothing new. Anyone who's ever flicked through one of the many cook books devoted to the private culinary life of Elvis Presley will know that The King was going large long before the phrase "supersize me" had even been invented.

To illustrate the point, here's a favourite recipe of Elvis that you might (or might not) like to try...

Fool's Gold Loaf
(Serves 1 obese rock star, or 8 ordinary people)

Take a loaf of Italian bread, and smear softened butter over its entire surface, then bake it in a 350F / 180C oven until it's golden brown and crispy.
Meanwhile fry a pound of bacon rashers until they're crisp.
When the bread is done, slice it lengthwise and scoop out some of it's insides so you've got a hollow space for the filling.
Layer the bacon inside the loaf with generous amounts of peanut butter and grape jam.
Put the top on the bread, slice and serve.

Legend has it that one night in 1976, Elvis and some friends took a two-hour flight in his private jet from Memphis to Denver to collect 22 of the freshly made sandwiches, which they ate at the airport before immediately flying back to Memphis. Must be good.

See the sandwich that killed Elvis being recreated here...