Get the fork out of my Bayou Bowl!

Had never for some reason been particularly attracted to the Bayou Bowl recipe, one of a dozen fabulous recipes posted on the wall at Genghis Grill.

Guess I was wary of the sausage that the recipe calls for and usually went with the lean steak and chicken GG offers. I’ve had some pretty fatty sausage before – don’t care for it and, not knowing how incredibly lean and meaty GG’s sausage would turn out to be, figured I’d better steer clear.

But, after you’ve eaten at Genghis Grill 40 nights and 40 days consecutively, you’ve had the opportunity to try each recipe at least thrice. (I say day and night, not just to sound scriptural, but because they’re always plenty to take home and share or to make another meal.)

(They do have another 16 more amazing sounding “heart healthy” recipes here: http://tinyurl.com/heart-healthy-bowls.

Anyway, I got to looking at the GG BB recipe, and it did indeed sound pretty good. Then I noticed that the bowl had only 552 calories. (Each recipe’s caloric value is also helpfully posted on the wall.) So, Bayou Bowl it was for that day!

Bayou Bowl is now my current favorite, and as you can see from the photo, Shelvi really liked it, too. In fact, I found out the next day that she’d polished off the half box I’d brought home in my go box.

Actually, I don’t mind at all that Shelvi tries my food – I regularly dip into hers, and in fact, sampled that very day the Genghis Grill fajitas with tortillas she had selected. Heck, she’s lived me for 29 years and cooked for me almost every day…not an easy job! She deserves that and much more…

So, my favorites so far are the Beef Broccoli and the Bayou Bowl. Tried the Special Fried Rice today – it was really good too, and only 445 calories.

Here’s a close up of the Bayou Bowl, chock full of sausage, chicken, shrimp, marinated white fish, red & green bell peppers, onions, roasted tomato sauce, Cajun spices, garlic, cayenne, etc. over brown rice.

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Health Kwest Blog #49


The Green Thumb

                                             OK,GG4GG fans, there are 18 days left in this contest and it’s time to get serious about it. I’ve been as serious as a heart attack concerning it (and in fact, may well be avoiding one of those with this new lifestyle I intend to continue long after the final vote is registered at midnight on March 31)! This is to help Shelvi and me to continue working to bring healing and hope to war-torn, tsunami-devastated Sri Lanka.

But I know it’s difficult not only to remember to vote in the midst of your busy day, but also to take the time to go through to every blog and vote.

This will make it easier and less time-consuming, if you haven’t already discovered it: if you start at this link http://gghealthkwest.com/greggilmore you can load 8 or 10 blogs onto one page and vote for them all one right after the other. Then you can scroll to the next page by clicking on the ‘Older posts’ button at the bottom and load another 8 – 10 posts. Keep going until you get all the way back to the first blog.

If you do happen to land on a page which displays only one blog, just click on the small green thumbs up icon in the middle of the text in the banner atop the blog. That will take you to the most recent blog and will load up to 10 on that page.

Remember that you can vote on EVERY BLOG EVERY DAY. You may wonder why the number on the counter doesn’t always increase when you click on the thumb. It may take a few moments for the number to turn over, but remember also that you have to wait an entire 24 hours before your new vote can be counted. Just try back a little later.

And don’t forget the Facebook ‘Like’ button. You can vote once only per blog by clicking on that. Just clicking Like on my Wall will not count as a vote, however. You have to go to the blog and click on the Like button there.

Finally, you are permitted to vote on as many devices with an IP address as you have access to in one day, e.g. desktop computer, laptop computer, iPad, smartphone, office computer, etc. For example, if you have a home computer and a smart phone, you could actually vote for me 144 times at the time of posting this 48th blog. That would be 48 Facebook ‘Likes’ + 48 thumbs ups on the computer + 48 thumbs ups on the smart phone. If 1,000 people did that, that would be 144,000 votes in one day! I just about need that now – the top vote getter at this point has nearly 107,000 votes, so please ask your friends to vote, too.

Now, kindly get out there (or in there) and vote! Thank you!

 

Health Kwest Blog #48

Jeremy the Terrible

Introducing Jeremy the Terrible…

He really is a great friend…prays for us, provides us from time to time with spicy boiled peanuts from southern Abalamy, takes good care of us whenever we visit him and his beautiful family, etc.

He is also my most faithful Health Kwest voter, and not only diligently votes for every one of my blogs every day, but also encourages many others to do the same every chance he gets. He’s given me some pretty good info about Peak 8, as well. If I had about 10 Jeremies, I’d have this contest – at least the vote count – sewed up tight.

But the other day, he felt for some malicious reason or other that he needed to rub in the fact that he’s free to eat whatever his boiled peanut pickin’ heart desires, while I’m not. So he cheerfully takes the time to type up the following list and send it to me via Facebook Messenger:

“My delicacies today – Pork Roast…Potato Chips, a Chicken Thigh, and Baked Beans. The slice of bread with peanut butter, whipped cream, and chocolate syrup was scrumptious.

Tonight, I took Jeremiah (his son) to a yogurt place and we had Birthday Cake Yogurt, Cheesecake Yogurt, and Dark Chocolate Yogurt, combined with cookie dough, chocolate sprinkles, peanut butter cookies, pretzel m&ms, crushed reeses peanut butter cups, and other goodies sinful to mention (but not to enjoy.)

Hope you’ve enjoyed the vicarious piece.”

I just want to take a moment to thank Jeremy. Thank you, Jeremy. I can’t tell you how much I appreciate your sending me this list. That really, really helps. Thanks again.

Love,

Greg

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Health Kwest Blog #47


Genghis Grill’s GRILL

The GRILL is the focal point of all the activity at Genghis Grill. It is the first thing you notice when you enter the restaurant. It’s visible to all – and that’s the fun part – you get to watch your own food being cooked.

There will be from one to 4 or 5 cooks rotating around the grill, depending on how many guests are in, expertly tending to the meats & veggies arranged in order around the grill. It’s pretty amazing to watch – almost like some kind of dance.

But if you’re one of those fortunate enough to have visited a Genghis Grill, you may have wondered what that massive thing weighs. I did too, especially after Franklin Genghis Grill manager Corey Stein said they needed to replace their $20,000 grill, and explained that they’d probably have to remove the front doors and take out sections of the interior dividing walls in order to get a fork left close enought to the pedestal that supports the grill.

(Though not an engineer, I actually gave the problem a little thought and came up with an idea for getting it in without having to remove doors and walls. Corey liked my idea and said he’d email it to corporate and see what they said.)

So Corey and I measured the grill and learned that the diameter is 6′, the center hole is about 6″ across, and the entire grill is 1.25″ thick. I then found a site on the internet with a Steel Plate Weight Calculator. You just type in the dimensions of the plate it gives you its  weight. (Want to try it out? Go here: http://www.portlandbolt.com/steel-plate-weight.html)

So, according to Portland Bolts calculator, Genghis Grill’s grill weighs 1431.81 lb. Genghis Khan probably didn’t carry one of these around, but boy am I glad we have one in Franklin, TN!

 

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Health Kwest Blog #46


Those people owe me $10,000.

They done it ag’in. (See The pastor made me do it, Parts 1 & 2.)

They stuffed my face. It’s all their fault. When I wasn’t looking they made me go to another restaurant and made me eat really good Indian food. We was there ag’in this mornin’ so’s Shelvi could preach at ‘em some more. That was OK but they outnumbered, outflanked, outvoted, and outsmarted us into having lunch with ‘em after the service. So, if’n I don’t win this contest, it’s their fault.

 

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Health Kwest Blog #45


I’ve just discovered a grotesque growth on my body.

No, it’s neither a wart nor a mole, and it’s not a second head, though two of those might indeed be better in my case than the one I have.

It’s my belly. I’ve just discovered it. Well yes, I know it’s been there for quite a while and isn’t actually difficult to find. And it didn’t, like, just materialize overnight. Not even the Fat Fairy could have accomplished that formidable feat of fattening my formerly fine figure so fast. (Find “The Fat Fairy Came Last Night” at http://tinyurl.com/Fat-Fairy) OK, enough with the alliterated F’s, already!

But you see, I had been wearing – until just a few days ago – a sleevless T-shirt while doing my Peak 8 sessions. And you work up a pretty good sweat doing those near-insane 30-second bursts of all out exertion. The sweat of course makes the shirt stick to your body, which makes rather difficult the act of removing said shirt from your body, ‘specially when aforementioned body is in a state of near total exhaustion from Peak 8 followed by 375 crunches followed by various weight-lifting exercises with a pair of 25-pound weights. So I thought, why wear the shirt? (I did, however – along with the rest of the family – deem it wise to continue wearing pants.)

At about the same time I made that brilliant deduction, I had also begun to do my running in place thingie in our bathroom: the floor’s more solid and quiet there than in the bedroom, there’s a little washable throw-rug on which to do my unbeloved crunches with my profusely sweating by that point body, and I can shut the door and listen to talk radio without distracting or being distracted by my wife Shelvi while she listens to praise music or prays and prepares for upcoming speaking engagements.

Well, we have a great big mirror in the bathroom at which I barely glance except about once a day in order to comb my hair. But when I began exercising shirtless right there in front of the mirror, I began to take good, long looks at that unsightly spare tire I’d been lugging around for years. Didn’t seem to look so bad when covered up with a loose fitting shirt, and you just kind of forget it’s there. But I must admit – that thing ain’t so purdy. Talk about 10 pounds of ugly fat! (See “How do you get rid of 10 pounds of ugly fat?” at http://tinyurl.com/10-lb-ugly-fat.

I want it gone. It IS noticeably smaller, but I want it gone, and if it’s still hanging around at the end of the Khantest on March 31, I will continue, by God’s grace, working on it until it’s gone.

Then I’ll have only one 10 pound grotesque growth on my body. Even Genghis Grill can’t help that!

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Health Kwest Blog #44


Crunch time!

Just call me Cap’n Crunch! No, I haven’t eaten those things in probably 50 years. Never did like ‘em much. Didn’t like the way they stuck to my teeth. I always was – and still am – pretty much a Raisin Bran Man, though I do relish a good, hot bowl of oat meal or cream of wheat with a bit of butter, brown sugar, raisins, and nuts whenever there’s time to go to the extra effort. Usually don’t eat breakfast, anyway, however.

But the crunch I’m talking about is the one you get on the floor to do, and you do a bunch of these crunches, and you don’t eat them. On the contrary – these crunches eat you. Glad we got that straightened out.

I’m writing about these crunches today because it has become increasingly easier to do my 3 sets of 100 even after my Peak 8 session, and as predicted in blog #30, jestingly entitled “My Thrilling Routine”, I have increased my crunches from 3 sets of 100 all the way up to 3 sets of 101, resulting in a net increase of 3 crunches, ladies and gentlemen! Please hold the applause…

Kidding aside, but probably only temporarily, I have indeed upped the reps to 3 sets of 125. Oh, joy unspeakable.

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Health Kwest Blog #43


The pastor made me do it. (Part 2)

As indicated in the previous post, the harrowing tale of Shelvi’s and my capture and subsequent miraculous escape from the renegade pastor and his gang who were bent on fattening me continues herein.

But first, let me describe what’s actually happening in the photo, taken the day before at Jim & Nick’s BBQ. Don’t let the “sweet” smiles on all the “innocent” faces fool you – these people have only one goal – to stuff as much food into their hapless “guests” as they can, and then to stuff them some more. They are pros, and they work together flawlessly. It’s obvious that they’ve pulled this off many times before. You can see the pastor’s beautiful wife Jan just sitting there smiling at the lower right, but this is only to disarm us victims. And their two outrageously cute little girls are just part of the whole scheme. But take a closer look at the pastor – notice how he’s pointing his finger directly at me when I managed to steal away from the table just long enough to snap this photo, as if to say, “I’m watching you, Gilmore. Get back to your chair!” (I hear he rides a Harley, too.)

And now, back to our narrative…

You will recall that, in the former thrilling episode, I had related that I was very nearly a goner. It is indeed a wonder that we made it out of this second restaurant, Puleo’s Grille, alive. Here’s how it all went down…

When it came time to order, the waitress, who I’m now convinced was in cahoots with our captors, asked as if on cue and with a sinister gleam in her eye, “What size prime rib do you prefer, Sir…King or Queen?”

Before I could utter a single word in protest however, Pastor Jeff, to my utter horror, blurted out, “King! Give him the King-sized prime rib!” I was so terrified and disoriented by this display of brazenness that I whimpered something like, “Don’t they, like, come in “Emperor” size?” But the waitress merely grinned malevolently, scribbled furiously on her little notepad and then skipped gleefully off toward the kitchen, undoubtlessly to set in inexorable motion the dastardly deed.

Various strange and ominous noises emanated from the kitchen while we sat awaiting our fate, immobilized by fear. Seeing no avenue of escape, we had simply resigned ourselves to whatever the villains would do to us.

And then, they carried The Massive Thing to the table and lowered it onto the placemat directly in front of me. (If you dare to look upon a photo of the awful thing I was forced to eat, see the previous post. It’s pretty graphic, however – viewer discretion strongly advised!)

The pastor obviously couldn’t care less that I was a Khantestant in Genghis Grill’s 2nd Annual Health Kwest. You know, he may even have been hired by one of the other Khantestants to do this to me!

So, bite after loathsome bite, mouthful after repulsive mouthful, I managed to gulp down the substance, while trying in vain not to imagine what type of abhorrent dessert I might also be forced to eat! And there was no telling what kind of irreparable injury all that medium rare USDA Prime Rib was doing to my insides, but I kept at it, desperately clinging to the hope that by somehow finishing off the entire slab, then maybe – just maybe –  I would in so doing placate the pastor and avoid being forced into yet another restaurant for who knows what other menu of horrors would await.

Apparently, my gambit worked because pastor and crew finally grew tired of their game and, after adding further insult to injury by paying for everything, they decided to set us free. So, we lived to tell the story! I actually managed to keep losing weight in spite of their nefarious attempts to wreck my diet! Ha ha!

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Health Kwest Blog #42



The pastor made me do it. (Part 1)

A couple weekends ago, Shelvi and I unexpectedly found ourselves at a conference at the Global Fire Church in Murfreesboro TN. Two well known ministers who had been scheduled to speak at GFC’s Women of Destiny conference had canceled at the last minute and Shelvi was asked to fill in.

Everything seemed to be going along quite nicely at the meetings. The pastor and his staff appeared to be very friendly but then, after the Saturday morning session while we were just sitting there peacefully minding our own business and not hurting anyone, the pastor glanced at us rather menacingly and suddenly ordered us to get into our car and then forced us to follow his car a couple of miles to Jim & Nick’s BBQ.

I deduced that we were now in very grave danger so I did not dare to try to escape. Then after they forced us to park our car, the threatening pastor and his muscular-looking son coerced us to go inside and sit at a table with them. His beautiful wife kept smiling at us but I think it was just to trick us even more. We were actually pretty helpless at this point. After they had practically tied us to the chairs they made us tell the waitress to bring all sorts of barbequed chicken and pork and other terrible things. We clearly had no choice but to eat it…all of it.

The worst part, however, was yet to come. The next day, after the Sunday morning service, they herded us into our car again and then practically bullied us into driving about 5 miles on the interstate to a place called Puleo’s Grille. I looked in vain for some way to keep from following their vehicle but was simply too terrified and confused to take any of the exits off of the interstate. They really had us cornered. And again, we were railroaded into the restaurant, intimidated into sitting down, and then subjected to the same strong-armed, forced-feeding tactics we’d endured not 24 hours earlier. I began to wonder if it the torture would ever cease. I’d heard about these situations before.

But when the waitress came, the browbeating really began. The pastor – I won’t mention any names, but it was Jeff Jansen – just kept going on and on about Puleo’s prime rib. He made threatening comments like, “It’s really good,” and “You should try it,” and other far worse things I don’t want to repeat for fear of backlash. And I knew in that moment that if I didn’t eat the prime rib, I was a goner…

To be continued…

 

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Health Kwest Blog #41

Celebrating our 29th at…you guessed it…Genghis Grill!

Sunday, March the 4th, was Shelvi’s and my 29th wedding anniversary. The photo, taken before a eucalyptus tree in Lahore, Pakistan, is the one we used for our wedding invitations.

We are both skinny in this photo. I wish this could be my “after” photo. Shelvi looks much the same, but even prettier.

I tried one of the recipes I had never sampled before – the Bayou Bowl. Shelvi, a master at blending just the right spices & sauces (I always ask for her advice!) went with some exquisite dish based on GG’s amazing marinated steak.
The ingredients of the Bayou Bowl are chicken, sausage, marinated white fish, shrimp, citrus garlic herb, green & red bell peppers, onions, tomatoes, and roasted tomato sauce. To the foregoing Genghis Grill prescribed recipe, I added cayenne powder, cajun spices, a bit of crushed red pepper, and jalapeños. (Having lived in Pakistan, India and Sri Lanka for about 25 years, I love my food extremely spicy.) And I used brown instead of the steamed rice called for in the recipe.
Nutrition Info
Calories: 552
Protein 23 (g):
Carbohydrates (g): 78
Dietary Fiber (g): 3
Sugar (g): 2
Total Fat (g): 15
Saturated Fat (g): 3
Cholesterol (mg): 99
Sodium (mg): 615
I liked it so much I got it the next day, as well! Never did that before…get the same bowl two days in a row!
Here’s a picture of the Bayou Bowl from Genghis Grill’s web site…

 

 


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Health Kwest Blog #40