The Deadly Reuben
The Deadly Reuben
Ed Levine isn't the only foodie trying to lose weight. As he notes in this post referring to an NY Times article, even Mario Batali is trying to lose weight. Me? Been there, done that, eventually and inevitably outgrew the new slimmer t-shirt.
Around 1988 I decided I simply was a short, balding, fat guy and quit worrying about it. I was never going to be slim for long. I had engaged in a number of highly successful diets, but always gained the weight back. So screw it. And when I finally said screw it, I not only eliminated the anxiety, but lost 10 pounds. I was still a short, balding, fat guy but 10 pounds lighter. And for the next decade and a half I hovered within 10 pounds, plus and minus, of that weight.
So I'm trying to find that equilibrium I once had, it's like a word on the tip of my tongue, but I haven't recaptured that state of mind yet. In the meantime, out of pure evilness and because I needed a new project this year, I'm attempting to kill Ed Levine by posting sandwiches.
This is not your ordinary Reuben.
I made the bread. I made the corned beef (from raw brisket). I made the sauerkraut. I even made the 1000 Island dressing (although I confess to using commercial mayo, ketchup, and relish in it).
Frankly, I'm probably engaged in a Quixote-esc battle. Would Levine go to the trouble of making a Reuben completely from scratch? I suspect not. He'd buy the bread, maybe use a commercial corned beef, certainly not wait three weeks for the kraut to ferment. Hell, Levine lives in New York, he'd just head for the nearest deli. But that sandwich wouldn't be nearly as good as this one was.
Ed Levine isn't the only foodie trying to lose weight. As he notes in this post referring to an NY Times article, even Mario Batali is trying to lose weight. Me? Been there, done that, eventually and inevitably outgrew the new slimmer t-shirt.
Around 1988 I decided I simply was a short, balding, fat guy and quit worrying about it. I was never going to be slim for long. I had engaged in a number of highly successful diets, but always gained the weight back. So screw it. And when I finally said screw it, I not only eliminated the anxiety, but lost 10 pounds. I was still a short, balding, fat guy but 10 pounds lighter. And for the next decade and a half I hovered within 10 pounds, plus and minus, of that weight.
Frankly, I'm probably engaged in a Quixote-esc battle.
Then, two years ago I decided to lose weight again. Admittedly my weight had gone up significantly from the set-point it had hovered around, but still the diet was a mistake. I proceeded to lose 75 pounds in about six months and got down to what the weight police say I should weigh. I relaxed. I now weigh more than I ever have. I would have been better off happily remaining a short, fat, balding guy. Eventually I would have returned to my set point.So I'm trying to find that equilibrium I once had, it's like a word on the tip of my tongue, but I haven't recaptured that state of mind yet. In the meantime, out of pure evilness and because I needed a new project this year, I'm attempting to kill Ed Levine by posting sandwiches.
This is not your ordinary Reuben.
I made the bread. I made the corned beef (from raw brisket). I made the sauerkraut. I even made the 1000 Island dressing (although I confess to using commercial mayo, ketchup, and relish in it).
Frankly, I'm probably engaged in a Quixote-esc battle. Would Levine go to the trouble of making a Reuben completely from scratch? I suspect not. He'd buy the bread, maybe use a commercial corned beef, certainly not wait three weeks for the kraut to ferment. Hell, Levine lives in New York, he'd just head for the nearest deli. But that sandwich wouldn't be nearly as good as this one was.
6 Comments:
Try cooking and eating like a 7 year old.
I need some answers though. How come I've lost about 3" in my waist, down to a 34" and am still at 220 pounds? I don't exercise much if at all, what up?
Biggles
I had sworn off corned beef until next March 17th, but I think I may need to reconsider...
Firstly, the homemade Reuben is an absolute winner! Secondly, my worst moment was when the doctor told me, "You need to lose some weight." I said, "Yes, I know I should knock off 20 pounds." He said, "Nope, more like 27 lbs. You lost an inch in height this year so now you're in a new category!" I said, well, I won't tell you what I said. You have an imagination. I'm still eating whatever I want to eat.
Rev,
Your clothes have gained weight.
Vicki,
Yep.
Donna,
{G}
Well, in case you boys haven't noticed (visit my website) I, CHIFFONADE, do NOT need to lose weight.
I have a hour-glass figure (not bad for a 50-year old Italian woman who has been divorced four times).
I am SOOoo sexy that I can get off just looking at myself in the mirror. And my boyfriend "Big Bear" drools all over his tee-shirt when I hug him.
You guys need to understand that it's NOT what you eat, it's HOW MUCH you eat.
Check out my recipes on my website and you can have a beautiful a** just like mine!
That sandwich looks so good!
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