Lasagna

[avram]

Making a mock lasagna last night seemed like a good idea; I hadn’t made one in years, and I picked up the ingredients when my parents took me shopping on Tuesday. Had one helping last night, fresh and piping hot, mmmmm. Had another cold this morning (I like it cold), and resolved to eat nought but fruit the rest of the day. Then I got hungry again around 7:30 PM, and had another. The last three servings are in the freezer, where they’ll keep for a while, and will be inconvenient to restore to an edible state.

The key to what I’ve been thinking of as “the quesadilla diet” is to have just one real meal a day (or two smaller meals), and graze on fresh fruit and veggies for the rest of the day. I call it that because one of my common meals is wonton soup and a chicken quesadilla at the Chinese Tex-Mex place over on Flatbush. It seems to be working — I think I’ve shrunken my stomach to the point where I’m satisfied with less food than was the case five years ago. Two helpings of lasagna is too much meat and cheese and pasta for one day. I still can’t handle temptation. (And I had a chocolate brownie frappuchino at Starbucks! But only a tall, where I used to order ventis all the time, so that’s some small improvement.) (And who came up with that size naming scheme anyway? The smallest size is “tall”, and “grande” is medium? What drugs were they doing?) Well, maybe I can handle temptation a little, since I’ve barely touched that pint of mango sorbet that’s been in my freezer for five days.

I weighed in at 285 yesterday, but I figured that was temporary weight loss due to being a little sick Friday night. (I should probably tell the story about the evil mutant space dog emitting psychic diarrhea radiation, but it’s not nearly as interesting as you’d think from that description.) I was 286 today, and didn’t go to the gym.

Oh, mock lasagna is pretty much just like regular lasagna, but it’s not separated into layers, and you make it with ordinary noodles (shells, elbow macaroni, rotini, whatever).

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EEWWW!

[(Anonymous)]

Evil mutant space dog? Psychic diarrhea radiation?! Do tell! (But not online.)

[mamishka.livejournal.com]

Chinese Tex-Mex.

Those are two words I never imagined I'd see together in one restaurant.

[avram]

Is it two words or three? I guess it's two, with one hyphenated.

It's not an actual fusion of the two cuisines, it's Chinese familes applying the skills they've acquired from preparing cheap, fast Chinese food to Tex-Mex (or maybe just Mexican; I'm fuzzy on the distinction). The key is machines that pop out fresh tortillas. It started with a restaurant called Fresco Tortilla, which sprouted into a chain, but competing chains have popped up all over, often with similar names, sort of like the "Original Ray's" phenomenon.

This isn't like Chinitas Comidas, which is an actual fusion of Chinese and Cuban cuisines.

Anyway, the place I go to has separate Chinese and Mexican menus; I like to order off both.