George Costanza, to say the least, has a predilection for food. It instigates, interrupts, and defines his work, home, and sex life. It occupies his thoughts and daydreams, walks in tandem with his fantasies, and plays a vital role in both the pursuit of and vengeance exacted upon others. And, through its George Steinbrenner-ian provenance, provides a great excuse to make some calzones!
