I am in desperate need of a salad.

That’s because for the past three days, I’ve been eating like The King of Rock and Roll: Elvis Presley.

This past week was Elvis Week, a yearly celebration in Memphis, Tennessee, where Elvis lived, to honor his legacy as a rock and roll legend.

His enduring impact extends beyond his music, flamboyant outfits, and persona. Elvis was famously known for his love of fried chicken, catfish, and sandwiches piled with bacon, peanut butter, and banana.

The thousands of calories he enjoyed before and after his performances, including full barbecue meals in the early hours, eventually led to his weight climbing to 350 pounds when he passed away in 1977 at the age of 42.

His death was due to a heart attack, likely influenced by an enlarged heart, obesity, and probable type 2 diabetes, connected to a diet that may have ranged between 8,000 and 12,000 calories per day.

I’m not a performer, and my daily activity includes using the exercise bike and neighborhood walks, so I certainly don’t require such a high-calorie intake.

But in honor of Elvis Week, I decided to try a few of the King’s favorites and see how much they’d make me miss vegetables and hate bacon.

In honor of Elvis Week, I tried a few of The King’s favorite indulgent, fatty foods

Elvis Presley is seen here performing in Hollywood. The rock and roll icon reportedly ate between 8,000 and 12,000 calories per day

Fried foods, sugary sodas, and sweets enjoyed by Elvis have continually been associated with issues like diabetes, heart disease, high cholesterol, and obesity, as the saturated fats and sugars elevate glucose, or blood sugar, levels and can lead to artery blockages.

These plaques create a narrow pathway in the arteries for blood to flow through, and reduced blood flow gradually increases the risk of a heart attack or stroke.  

Because the research into Elvis’s eating habits alone made my arteries feel like they were clogging up, I chose to stick to three days and limit my meals to normal times instead of breakfast at noon and dinner at 1am. 

I also kept my portions a little more reasonable and made a point to get at least some exercise before settling into an inevitable food coma.

Elvis reportedly loved a big, hearty breakfast; I generally don’t. An iced coffee and a protein shake is usually enough for me, but last Friday morning I rolled out of bed and scrambled five eggs. Yes, five.

And Elvis apparently cooked them in several tablespoons of butter. I opted for three. That was about 300 calories alone. 

For reference, the general serving size for scrambled eggs is two. One egg is around 80 calories. My serving of five eggs was 400 calories. 

Elvis also ate processed meats like bacon with his eggs, so I fried up two pieces of that.

I do like bacon every now and then, but after spending the last few years covering the mountain of emerging research tying processed meats to heart disease and colon cancer, I try to limit it. 

Foods like bacon tend to have higher levels of sodium and potentially carcinogenic chemicals as opposed to animal proteins that go through less processing to reach our plates. 

A report published last year in NPJ Precision Oncology suggested heavily processed meats produce metabolites, which researchers said ‘feed’ cancer cells and ‘hijack’ normal cells in the colon, causing them to mutate and grow uncontrollably. 

Elvis (seen weeks before his death in 1977) had ballooned to 350 pounds by the time he died of a heart attack, largely due to his poor diet

Elvis loved a hearty breakfast with at least four to five eggs. Pictured above is my breakfast of five eggs, two slices of bacon, hash browns, toast and coffee

Two slices of bacon are about 85 calories total, and paired with half a serving of hash browns, a piece of buttered toast and coffee with creamer, I was nearing 1,000 calories, half a day’s worth, just for breakfast. 

The monster of a breakfast kept me full,  but also bloated, for hours, which wasn’t very helpful when it came to being productive at work. 

Fatty foods tend to take more effort for the body to digest, which diverts energy from other functions and can cause drowsiness. Blood sugar levels also quickly spike and then crash, leading to fatigue.

The King reportedly had a major sweet tooth, particularly for Pepsi, so I had a can to try to wake up, but I just crashed even harder. 

Next in Elvis’s diet called for a lunch with foods like roast beef, pork chops, hot dogs and cheeseburgers, but I still so sickly full I couldn’t bring myself to eat anything. Plus I fell asleep for about an hour. 

So far my calories were at about 1,100 just for breakfast and a soda. 

Elvis was born and raised in Mississippi before moving to Memphis, Tennessee, so many of his favorite meals were Southern inspired, including fried chicken and catfish. 

Still fatigued from breakfast, I ordered in from Popeyes for dinner after skipping lunch. 

I chose a combo with two pieces of spicy fried chicken, sides of mashed potatoes and mac and cheese, a biscuit and medium sweet tea, another one of Elvis’s go-to drinks. According to the Popeyes website, this is 1,370 calories total. 

So even without lunch, I had still consumed about 2,400 calories. Guidelines recommend about 2,000 calories daily for most Americans spread across three meals. 

Elvis had several mainstay foods, including a signature sandwich he had his private chef have ready for him at all times. He is seen on the Ed Sullivan Show in 1956

I went lighter on breakfast the next day so I’d actually be hungry for lunch, which was reserved for Elvis’s signature sandwich: bacon, peanut butter and banana on white bread, fried in butter.

Personally I think these are ingredients that should never go together, let alone be fried in butter, but King’s orders. 

Dubbed the ‘Fool’s Gold Loaf,’ Elvis reportedly loved the concoction so much he required his personal chef to have one on standby at all times. 

According to the recipe I used, the sandwich adds up to 1,000 calories, most of which come from bacon and peanut butter. Peanut butter is rich in protein and fiber, but it’s also highly calorific, at around 80 calories per tablespoon, and easy to overdo. 

This meal had me seriously questioning Elvis’s taste buds. The softness of the fried banana with crispy bacon for me was a sensory nightmare, and the two drastically different tastes, especially when fried in butter, made me regret every bite.

My husband, on the other hand, still won’t shut up about the sandwich. ‘When are we having the cool sandwich again?’ he asked as I sat down to write this. 

After lamenting that I refused to make it again, he said: ‘It was like a sweet grilled cheese with bacon. I thought it was very good, and I would have it again.’

I ordered Popeyes one night but kept with the Elvis tradition of Southern-inspired food

A sandwich of peanut butter, bacon and banana fried in butter was the oddest concoction of the weekend. Pictured above is the sandwich before and after frying

Saturday’s dinner was a Southern classic: fried catfish with mashed potatoes. I did manage to sneak in some green beans with this, but I was still hurting for more vegetables. I was also hovering around the 3,000-calorie mark for the day.

Sunday finally came with a similar breakfast and another Elvis special for lunch: processed meat topped with even more processed meat.

The King reportedly liked to wrap his hot dogs in bacon, so I did the same and paired it with potato chips. Unlike the sandwich, I can understand why these things would go well together, but the indigestion hit me like a truck within a half hour.

The fatigue from earlier in the weekend also set in, though a can of Pepsi largely managed to stave it off this time. 

Completely sick of bacon by this point, I finished off the diet by making bacon cheeseburgers and fries for dinner. Elvis considered this a pre- or post-show snack rather than a full meal, but I couldn’t possibly think about having another meal after. 

Like every other dinner, this was around 1,000 calories.   

While I can appreciate the King’s music, his dietary habits leave a little something to be desired. I’m still going to indulge in fatty foods every now and then, but I’m mostly looking forward to making a salad to go along with them.