"Like it might swim away," I joked to the waiter.
He looked down at me. "That is called 'black and blue,'" he sniffed.
Well, excuse me and my lack of knowledge regarding fancy foods. When I think black and blue, I think of what my right knee and elbow look like right now. (Perhaps I should not have run two miles and then spent 20 minutes on the elliptical machine after my little accident, but I didn't drag my ass to the gym just to go home and it only stung a little at the time....) However, a nice frozen tuna steak would be great to put on the injury at this moment.