April 13, 2007

McSweeney’s Friday: Tilla-Moos

If I can remember to do so, every Friday I’ll post something interesting that I saw on the McSweeney’s Internet Tendency web site. Odds are good I’m going to forget. Still, at least you’ll enjoy one weeks’ worth.

Note that I’m only doing this because I can’t find any legalese on the site that says this is a no-no. Intuitively I guess I know I shouldn’t do this, but I’m not selling it, I’m not taking credit for it, and I’m doing it to educate people on the quality of information that the site contains. I believe Fair Use kicked in somewhere around the word “educate.” If not, McSweeney’s, tell me to cut the crap.

With that said, here’s this week’s offering from Reviews of New Food:

Tilla-Moos

Submitted by Whitey Eckerson

I’ve laid out two pairs of tweezers and a pair of toenail scissors on the table in front of me. Tilla-Moos come individually wrapped in an air-tight vacuum, and there’s little room for error. It’s less pleasing to eat a damaged miniature cheese brick.

Suddenly, my wife taps me on the shoulder and says, “Phone for you.”

“Message, message, take a message!” I cry.

My fingers are greasy with cheese sweat and regular sweat. I apprehend the cheese brick.

Just then my stomach taps me on the arm and says, “Dude, another one? What’s the deal? How about a pear or some hot water and lemon?”

I warm the serrated edges of the packaging by massaging them between my thumb and forefinger. Shallow breaths in through the mouth, out through the nose. I make the initial cut with the toenail scissors and set them back on the table with shaking hands. Taking a tweezer in each hand, I carefully work the initial cut toward the exact center of the edge of the brick. Veins appear all over my head. I take a flap of plastic between my teeth and rip and tear at it like a lunatic and pretty much eat the cheese right through the packaging.

I recommend Tilla-Moos to people who like heist films.

...filed under "Food, Goofy, McSweeney's" @ 2:59 pm

October 6, 2006

Full Throttle

It tastes like carbonated Pine Sol with just a hint of common house plant.

It’s…special.

...filed under "Food, Opinions" @ 1:28 pm

May 15, 2006

A Liquid Diet

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Some time between birth and 2004, the inner bowl of sticky hamburger known as my guts decided to rebel.

In 2004 I was still a fairly young guy — around 38 at the time — but for whatever reason that didn’t seem to matter. One doctor visit led to another doctor visit. Then another. Then another. Tests, blood samples, KY and latex gloves (and eyes that never seemed to meet head-on when goodbyes were exchanged), all of it was part of my life for one year. It was a special thing.

Not that it matters, but as far as I’m concerned 2004 will go down as The Year Erik Began a Personal Health Overhaul, or TYEBaPHO for short.

One of the numerous health related events of early 2004 was my first colonoscopy. This was brought on by 40 pounds of weight that mysteriously disappeared between August, 2003 and April, 2004. Sure, that’s not an unreasonable amount of weight to lose in eight months, but only if you’re trying. I wasn’t trying, like, at all. Colon cancer has been encountered in my family in the past so a colonoscopy was prescribed.

It’s a damn good thing, too, because I didn’t come up “clean.” There wasn’t much pre-cancerous stuff to remove, but what the doc saw he snipped. The stuff that was removed typically takes 10-12 years to develop into full blown cancer. Had I waited until my 50th birthday to get my first colonoscopy… Let’s see, 50-38=CANCER. Fun, huh? Talk about dumb luck.

I was told to come back in two years to make sure everything was removed. It’s been two years. Tomorrow, I go in for colonoscopy #2.

What am I doing today? Nothing. Well, not really nothing; I’m prepping for tomorrow morning. Anyone who has had this procedure knows the drill: a clear liquid diet all day long plus a wonderous concoction known as Fleet Phospho-Soda. Thank goodness it comes in lemon-ginger flavor… Unfortunately, lemon-ginger outside of Fleet’s R&D department equates to sour bilge water. Naxtay…

I’m currently about 10 minutes from the designated time when I give myself the first dose. I expect nothing less than the worst.

I’ve been on fluids all day long. There’s only so much clear liquid variety you can conjur up when it’s all you can consume. I’ve gone through cranberry juice cocktail, lemon-lime Gatorade, white grape/blueberry/kiwi juice, green tea, coffee, and gallons of water. Sorry, but even when your stomach is full of liquids you can still feel hungry. The one solid food that I can eat is Jell-o. In a few hours it’ll be firm enough to eat.

Yay.

I think I’m going to eat a side of beef tomorrow afternoon when the colonoscopy is through. I’m HUNGRY.

Oh, and I guess wish me luck. I doubt anything bad will be found, and even if it is, it’ll be taken care of. Staying ahead of the game is what it’s all about. (BTW, the mystery of the 40 pound weight loss was never solved…)

...filed under "Food, Health" @ 3:04 pm

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