George: I got the calzones, Mr. Steinbrenner.
Mr. Steinbrenner: Oh, beautiful. I am starving, George.
George: So, I thought tomorrow maybe we'd try a little corn beef.
Mr. Steinbrenner: Corn beef. Eh, I don't think so. It is a little fatty.
George: How about Chinese?
Mr. Steinbrenner: No. Too many containers. Big mess, big mess. Too sloppy. I want to stick with the calzones from Paisano's. That's the ticket.
George: I just thought it would be nice. A little variety.
Mr. Steinbrenner: No, no, no. George, let me tell you something. When I find something I like, I stick with it. From 1973 to 1982, I ate the exact same lunch everyday. Turkey chili in a bowl made out of bread. Bread bowl, George. You'd eat the chili. Then you'd eat the bowl. There's nothing more satisfying than looking down after lunch and seeing just the table.