Kash's story about the guys from Proskauer Rose who ate a whole 4 pounds of meat made Hofstra Magna remember this story about the Hofstra Law Review:

During Hofstra Magna’s brief foray into the world of big time insurance fraud defense work at one of Long Island’s most prestigious insurance fraud boutiques, he was initially surprised by the party-hard culture at firm events. Once the partner left one Thursday lunch at Burger King, the event turned distinctly frat party-esque, with tables pushed together for a French fry speed eating competition.

One time, a Hofstra Law Review ("HLR") event turned Animal House scene. The upcoming class had no problem snagging offers on the editorial board this one particular year -- and some outgoing HLR editors were willing to risk their coronary health to bring them on board.

This one time, there was a farewell party for the outgoing members of the HLR editorial board. The venue was a nice anteroom at the Jackson Hole in Bayside, very prestigious, white tablecloths and all - it was fit for a diplomat.

Earlier that day, it was announced via e-mail that all of the sixteen members of the HLR who applied for the editorial board had received offers, and that six had already accepted. Then another e-mail: make that seven. Then another e-mail: make that eight.

By the time the party was under way that evening, the managing editor mentioned in his token "what a great volume" speech that yet another four staff members had accepted, so there were only four holdouts.

Then everybody had lots of drinks.

The following is hearsay: One of the not-yet-accepted staff members casually mentions to one of the editors that she'll accept if the managing editor eats the remaining beef on the buffet.

Not hearsay: we're talking about nearly a dozen Jackson Hole burgers, nearly a half a cow -- at least four pounds of beef, cooked. Note further, this is *after* everyone had dinner and dessert. Lengthy negotiations ensued, [which] got progressively more and more serious as they became more and more specific. (E.g., did the person eating the beef have to keep it down? Yes, for at least 15 minutes.) At one point, another interested staff member checked in: "Hey... where are we on beef?"

In the end, the deal was that two staff members would accept their offers if two editors could finish the remaining beef in 15 minutes. Two editors rose to the challenge, including one who played high school football and once scored four touchdowns in one game.

While the beef was being consumed, one of the staff members generously granted the editors another five minutes.

20 minutes later: beef consumed. Offers accepted.

It was the coolest thing ever and now whenever someone says “Where’s the beef?” at a Hofstra event, everyone laughs because the HLR editors ate it all, all 4 pounds of it.