My husband grew up in the heart of Philadelphia. When he was 13 years old, he worked in a deli and was slinging steak and onions off of a hot grill onto hoagie rolls, covering them in gooey cheese and serving them to customers. Looking back on it, I am sure it was probably very illegal to have a child working around a hot grill, but he didn't care. $75 a week for a 13 year old in 1988...he was living the high life.
If you've never had a REAL cheesesteak, then you may not understand the obsession Philly has with them. The prissy sliced roast beef with green pepper and onion rings dipped in your choice of Au Jus or spicy mayo that you find in restaurants elsewhere...those aren't real. Those are roast beef sandwiches. Cheesesteak posers. A REAL Philly cheesesteak is chopped up steak mixed with a ton of grilled onions and melty cheese (white or whiz as they say). You can distinguish the authenticity by how the grease mixes with the mayo on the bread. And a 6-inch? Sure...if you're ordering from the kid's menu. A typical small is 12-inches. Seriously.
When we have people over, he often makes authentic cheesesteaks for people. We rarely have them when it's just us (I actually can't think of a time when we have), so I still look forward to them - Every. Single. Time. And every single time, I justify eating them because it's a "special occasion" (yeah, I am easily impressed, I know).
Well this is week 2 that I have maintained a pretty successful eating routine. The two times I have not done well...a potluck that I forgot to plan ahead for and cheesesteaks with friends the other night. At the potluck I did o.k. but had food that I didn't know how to calculate the calories for, so I think I went over quite a bit. With the cheesesteaks, I allowed for a quarter of one and was going to add a salad. Well I ate the quarter cheesesteak and instead of the salad, I just went ahead and ate 3 more quarters. Yeah, I ended up eating the whole thing - 3x what I planned for. And since I already went over my daily amount I allow myself, I went ahead and had some cheesecake too.
So the negatives are obvious. So let us proceed directly to the positives that can be taken from this. First, I now know that I MUST plan ahead. If I am going to deny myself something I really like, I must also replace it with something I really like. And second, I am aware that if I choose to eat poorly at every "special occasion" in my life - I will be eating poorly an average of 3 times a week. Both points noted. Let's move past this unfortunate incident.
The hubs had guys over for the big OSU game tonight. He made cheesesteaks again. I didn't succumb to the delicious pressure. While I am proud of myself, I must remember that pride comes before a fall. I should probably go to bed now before I go and start licking the meat and cheese off of the grill.
If you've never had a REAL cheesesteak, then you may not understand the obsession Philly has with them. The prissy sliced roast beef with green pepper and onion rings dipped in your choice of Au Jus or spicy mayo that you find in restaurants elsewhere...those aren't real. Those are roast beef sandwiches. Cheesesteak posers. A REAL Philly cheesesteak is chopped up steak mixed with a ton of grilled onions and melty cheese (white or whiz as they say). You can distinguish the authenticity by how the grease mixes with the mayo on the bread. And a 6-inch? Sure...if you're ordering from the kid's menu. A typical small is 12-inches. Seriously.
When we have people over, he often makes authentic cheesesteaks for people. We rarely have them when it's just us (I actually can't think of a time when we have), so I still look forward to them - Every. Single. Time. And every single time, I justify eating them because it's a "special occasion" (yeah, I am easily impressed, I know).
Well this is week 2 that I have maintained a pretty successful eating routine. The two times I have not done well...a potluck that I forgot to plan ahead for and cheesesteaks with friends the other night. At the potluck I did o.k. but had food that I didn't know how to calculate the calories for, so I think I went over quite a bit. With the cheesesteaks, I allowed for a quarter of one and was going to add a salad. Well I ate the quarter cheesesteak and instead of the salad, I just went ahead and ate 3 more quarters. Yeah, I ended up eating the whole thing - 3x what I planned for. And since I already went over my daily amount I allow myself, I went ahead and had some cheesecake too.
So the negatives are obvious. So let us proceed directly to the positives that can be taken from this. First, I now know that I MUST plan ahead. If I am going to deny myself something I really like, I must also replace it with something I really like. And second, I am aware that if I choose to eat poorly at every "special occasion" in my life - I will be eating poorly an average of 3 times a week. Both points noted. Let's move past this unfortunate incident.
The hubs had guys over for the big OSU game tonight. He made cheesesteaks again. I didn't succumb to the delicious pressure. While I am proud of myself, I must remember that pride comes before a fall. I should probably go to bed now before I go and start licking the meat and cheese off of the grill.
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