My heart doctor would probably have a heart attack at the very sight of the image above. At the very least he would submit me to a thundering scold. I think he thinks that just because he helped save my life he should have some input.
What he and most medical professionals don’t understand is that Americans are so bombarded constantly with “that’s not good for you” rhetoric that it begins to go in one ear and out the other. Many like to tell us that our bad habits are going to kill us. Scary talk makes me hungry for comfort food.
The problem with all this crying wolf is that like the old story is that the time comes when no one is listening. It often seems as if, according to the experts, every thing except kale and quiqua are bad for you. At that point people begin to lose interest. Not in food, in listening to experts.
A man found a magic lamp on the beach. He rubbed it and out popped a genie, who gave the man three wishes.
The man wished for a million dollars, and poof – There was a million dollars.
Then he wished for a convertible, and poof – There was a convertible.
Finally he wished he could be irresistible to all women… Poof – He turned into a box of chocolates. 😃
Trying to be a responsible eater I tried a recipe for kale chips. Basically you put kale on a cookie sheet and bake them into chips. Wanting to have a good supply I baked a lot of kale. One bite told me all I wanted to know about kale chips. YUCK! Thrown into the back yard not even the rabbits would touch the kale. I wasted a lot of time making kale compost.
I’m back to eating kale like I did before. I chop up a few leaves and hide them in my salad. I don’t like kale and this is the only way I will eat it. I used to hide grated carrot in meatloaf to fool my kids. Now I’m fooling myself.
We were told for a generation that salt is bad for us. Many of us tried to limit salt in our diet. Saltaholics, like me, mourned the white stuff we loved so much. Nothing ever tasted as good without salt as it tasted with it. Salt substitutes? Nasty.
And now? It seems salt isn’t all that bad.
This week a meta-analysis of seven studies involving a total of 6,250 subjects in the American Journal of Hypertension found no strong evidence that cutting salt intake reduces the risk for heart attacks, strokes or death in people with normal or high blood pressure.
WHAT? You mean all the times I’ve eaten food I considered bland because I couldn’t have my salt it wasn’t necessary? You mean every time I’ve gotten “the look” from family and friends for even daring to look at a salt shaker they were wrong? The fact that I have high blood pressure and salt is bad for me it a myth? I am officially miffed!
Butter was banished in favor of healthy substitutes. Substitutes that you try to tell yourself don’t taste all that bad. Not all that bad is a long way from good. And now, guess what?
A new report published in the online journal BMJ Open Heart calls that long-standing advice into question. Researchers reviewed and analyzed the clinical trials that were originally used back in the 1970s and 80s as the basis for warnings about dietary fat, and they found that the evidence just didn’t add up.
The problem with many of the things advertised as “bad” is that they in and of themselves aren’t “bad”. What’s bad is excess.
A good example is my use of butter. I love the stuff. In my mind a baked potato, healthy in itself, only exists to sop up as much butter as I can slather on. Butter wasn’t bad – Marge’s use of it was.
We all know that fruits and vegetables are good for us. We also know that fast food usually is not. Sometimes I wonder if all the Oracles of Food that have lectured us for a generation haven’t made the problem with bad food and good food worse.
We human beings are contrary critters. Tell us we can’t have something and that is suddenly the thing we want most in life. Tell us fast food is bad and we’ll sprint to get it.
If we’re not supposed to have midnight snacks then why is there a light in the fridge?
Our contrariness cause a lot of problems. The Oracles of doom have only added to them. Don’t tell people they can’t have some food they love ever again. Teach them to eat good healthy foods most of the time and to have their favorites some of the time. And don’t lecture!
😃 According to a recent article I just read on nutrition, they said eating right doesn’t have to be complicated. Nutritionists say there is a simple way to tell if you’re eating right. Colors. Fill your plates with bright colors. Greens, reds, yellows. In fact, I did that this morning. I had an entire bowl of M&M’s. It was delicious! I never knew eating right could be so easy.
When I was a kid my mother telling me that something was good for me didn’t make me like it any better. These days someone telling me something is bad for me doesn’t work either. Teaching moderation is a better approach IMO. Us being lectured and badgered and accosted about our eating habits is more apt to meet with hostility than compliance.
After all – they – the ubiquitous they who always know what’s best for everyone have been so very wrong so many times before.