Wednesday, May 16, 2007

Victory Calzone!

So, I've reached the age where I don't just go to the doctor when bones break the skin. I need maintenance. During a recent check up, I was informed that, while my general health was at a level that is typically associated with wearing spandex under your clothes, my blood was, basically, gravy.

What followed were some undignified palpatations to make sure my liver hadn't turned into pâté, a second blood test, and a stern admonishment against ingesting any fat whatsoever.

In looking at my diet to eliminate the fat, pretty much all I could find was olive oil and milk fat. It's pretty easy to cut down on the amount of olive oil I cook with, but I'd rather drop dairy all together than eat its various nonfat iterations. And, man, I can live a low-cheese lifestyle, but no-cheese? That is unkind. Especially since friends had just clued me into a really decent purveyor of calzones within walking distance of my house.

On Monday I got the results of the second blood test, and HURRAY! It's normal! Apparently, the first one was a fluke.

Guess how I celebrated?

13 comments:

Michael J. Hildebrand said...

ah shucks... gravy blood sounded so delightful, at least for a conversation starter at parties.

As for the cheese, I think my body is connected with Casein (and recently, tons of gelato)... LORD, I would literally fall apart... well... I think I would... GOODNESS, I am SO not going to take a test dip the no-cheese waters... argh... gag.... AH!

good luck sir.

Joel Priddy said...

Yeah, I don't eat a lot of cheese anymore, but when I do, I don't go for half-measures. Life is simply better knowing that there might be a young pecorino in one's future.

chrishaley said...

That place is so good. Can we meet up there for a change someday or what?

chrishaley said...

Oh, also, they've got all those great arcade games!

Joel Priddy said...

I know! DigDug! Yes!

I would definitely be up for meeting there some weekend, although we'd have to get him to turn off the wide-screen. That thing bugs the hell out of me.

Shobo C said...

Ah yes, the old Medical Practitioner's fakeout. Second in popularity only to the webMD.com "you have gastrointestinal manthronitis!" fakeout.

Joel Priddy said...

Boy, am I hoping you made the word "manthrontis" up. Because if it's a real condition, and I am ever diagnosed with it, I will be too busy giggling to hear what the doctor has to say. It sounds like gay dinosaur porn.

Dan Boyd said...

Dig the steam on the calzone. Gravy blood: Vampire Dom Delouise's ears just perked up.

Joel Priddy said...

Hah! VDD is a truly terrifying thought!

Fer (of Gus & Fer) said...

Having turned ol' Doc Priddy onto this particular taste of victory, I can confirm it is justly delicious. You really do feel like a winner during and after. DigDug does nothing to diminish that feeling, either.

Joel, I don't know that we were so far away from another victorious meal plan (and execution!) last night. Except for geographically, and it wasn't that far away, as it turned out.

Joel Priddy said...

For the curious Memphians out there, Chris is referring Las Tortugas (http://www.lastortugasdelimex.com/), a fine little Mexican sandwich shop out on Germantown Parkway. Dang, but it's tasty. Amusingly attitudinal about being authentic Mexican in this, the land of brown-spigot red-spigot green-spigot, and with an anaseptic strip-mall atmosphere, but, mmm, yeah, it's good.

And credit where credit's due, I found this place via this blog:
http://see-sip-taste-hear.blogspot.com/

octave said...

Juicy Jim's and the Chinese Sub Shop got me through Organic Chemistry.

Even though I was always frightened of the Soup Nazi-ish guy at the Chinese Sub Shop, it never deterred me from going.

the bread is so good

Joel Priddy said...

Good to know. I haven't braved the Chinese Sub Shop, yet.