I’ve fallen hard, guys. I mean, I always knew I was kinda into…you know…Italian food, if you get my drift. But damn, these calzones from the new place in town. They take my breath away.
I know it’s reciprocal. I mean, sometimes the calzone and I will spend hours just talking, you know what I mean? We like to play around and stuff too, but we both know there’s only just so many garlic knots to go around before it’s time for the, ahem, main event.
I could see myself settling down and really being happy with a sausage and bacon calzone. It’s funny, too, because until tonight, I really never saw myself as a “One main dish” kinda guy. I don’t like to brag, but the routine I’m used to involves subs on Monday, getting close and personal with burgers my mid-week and paying the pizza place a visit by the weekend. 
So what’s the problem you ask? I mean, I’m nearly thirty, it’s time to start settling down anyways. It’s just, when I think about the long term, I still get nervous. Is a permanent relationship involving so much ricotta cheese really healthy for me? Advice?
whole wheat crusts and low fat cheeze…
and several small meals instead of the whole thing all at once…
and walking to and from the shop might help…
-Imp
be honest, with both of you. hang out with others not just “the one” or you well quickly tire of each other. don’t completely change, just make some modifications to your life to include your love. but most of all never lie, sometimes lying is easy, but it never works out in the long run.
Ah, the love of my life - Italian food. It is worth every bit of guilty pleasure, but I agree with Imp. Smaller portions, more frequently - take the rest home for the rest of the week and fall in love over and over again.
Ucci, anyone who can talk food with such love is okay in my book. 
I’m happy for you Ucci but the cynic in me says it won’t be long till you’re going to want something on the side.
Perhaps it will only be a salad? But a little flirting with lettuce could end up with a roll in the sauce. It’s all downhill from there.
…maybe im analysing this incorrectly,
but if you’re into sex with eddibles,
stay away from mexican food
Just oral.
Ucc - There is no reason why this can’t work. But if you feel you need to exercise some caution, there are some things to think about.
Did you meat the family?
Have you talked about a presup?
Have you really played the field enough? Would you be happier with gyros? How do you know?
Remember things are easier when it’s still just “take out”. What happens when things get a little more “domestic”? Can you have calzones every day?
Have you had your first “upset” yet? How did it go?
What happens when the calzone gets a little saucy with you?
How much dough are you willing to devote to this?
Religion? Most calzones are Catholic, I believe. Is this a problem?
I just want you to think about this. But I wish you all the happiness in the world. Good luck.
I fell in love with General Tsao’s chicken once. It flew the coop on me, and I wound up with egg all over my face.
And yes, I thought about that before I wrote it.
Ha! That was punny.
Come on now… that’s just sick.
“Shame? What is shame? I’m embarassed to ask.” - Ernst Werklempter
Kill yourself.
The only advice I ever give with a straight face.
Is this topic just about food ? O_O;
Oh and btw calzone is amaizing… but if you want a hot spicy one night adventure take some chinese food; especially cooked egg-plants.
If that calzone is as catholic as I think it is . . .
Uhhhh
Won’t that be a problem?
Not to that that can’t be great. My g/f (who is buddhist) and I manage to re-create not only most philosophical debates since 1200, but even further back since she is Zen and therefore has daoist sympathies.
Just make sure that is what you want. I like the fight. It’ll make me feel good when her feet are good and bound as Li demands, but until then Ren dictates that I let her roam free. Yi? Yeah, we’re both trying to figure out where that one lies.
I really couldnt hack it if my g/f enjoyed philosophical debates - one place I can chill out is with her.
Congratulations Uccisore, enjoy the feelings while they last.
By contrast, I couldn’t hack it if my girlfriend didn’t enjoy philosophical debates. One person at whom I can throw any idea I like and get an interesting and imaginative response, it’s her. She also likes food, and we both adore Italian food. You can do a hell of a lot in terms of cheese sauces and the like using low-fat cheese and low-fat milk and just having the patience to let the thing cook itself into having the right thickness. Mid-fat cheese is the moron’s way to good consistency…
Run, run fast, I started innocently loving peanut butter but, now peanut butter has become a part of my everyday diet. I find it on carrots, on eggs, chocolate and fruits., it is even a marinade for meats, the horrors! it disguises itself as tasty and easy, it is a seducer of the palate, Run don’t let it take over. Food love is evil, it claims your senses. Run while you can!
Just remember that dieting is the penalty for exceeding the food limit…
Hello F(r)iends,
I love Italian food.
Actually, I love food.
My affair with Italian will be lifelong, but Italian understands my need for variety.
My favorite meals are always home cooked meals I make for my wife, though.
I make a damn good skillet.
I make damn good spicy chicken, too.
You could say, the secret ingredient is salt. (Simpson reference for SIATD)
-Thirst