Posted on 04/19/2016 6:39:12 AM PDT by rickmichaels
When I was a kid, the milkman came right to our back door. He brought us bright glass bottles of rich whole milk and thick sweet cream. We drank a lot of milk. Nobody had heard of skim. On weekends my dad cooked up breakfasts of eggs fried in butter, piles of bacon, delicious German sausages. For dinner, we had big chunks of fatty meat every night.
That was in the 1950s. Nobody was fat, except for one lone girl at school who everybody picked on. Most kids ate like horses and were skinny as rakes.
Then the experts came along and declared that all that fat was killing us. Whole milk was banished from children’s diets so that they would not develop clogged arteries and heart disease in later life. To keep our cholesterol in check, we began to ration eggs and treat butter like a toxic substance. We gave up our juicy, marbled steaks and switched to pasta. Ever since the 1960s, the authorities have told us that a healthy diet is a low-fat diet.
The results were not what they had hoped. Obesity rates soared, but heart disease did not subside. And now, a mountain of new evidence says the experts were all wrong. One Harvard study found that people who had consumed the most dairy fat were far less likely to develop heart disease. Researchers at Oxford University discovered that the biggest consumers of saturated fat in Europe – the French – also have the healthiest hearts.
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Mother was nuts for that Weight Watchers' crap and only used those products.
She died aged 66 of a heart attack in her sleep.
Many, many dirty words...
In the 50’s we walked to school and in the neighborhood. We took a bus downtown. Downtown was the place to be. We were outside as soon as the weather was good. Butter tasted good.
Today they arrest parents who let their kids walk to school. We don’t take a bus because we’ll be insulted, spat upon, or have food thrown at us on the bus. There is no “downtown.” The centers of cities are hellholes. Kids are not out playing in the neighborhood.
Let’s talk about the health of a society which has degraded. About the loss of safety and trust. About the loss of our cities. About the fact that we rush from work to home, protected in our cars.
Stop talking about butter and eggs.
I still remember the cardinal rule of my childhood summers: Come home when the street lights come on.
“And now, a mountain of new evidence says the experts were all wrong.”
The most terrifying words in the English language are: I’m from the government and I’m here to help.
Ronald Reagan
Mom was an RN, but a big margarine advocate, and I hated the crap. Wouldn’t touch it. She, Dad and sis used it. I passed or used butter.
I’m in full old man mode, but what the heck. When I was a kid there was ONE bus stop for an entire 3 residential developments. I had the bad luck to live at the “butt-end” of the area, so it was a mile walk each way to said bus stop. Every kid walked to the bus stop.
Where I live now, the bus stops at every cross street corner, never more than 75 yards between stops. No kid lives more than a 50 yard walk from these stops. And they still pile into the minivan and get driven to the corner. Every morning and afternoon, each corner is a little parking lot waiting to drop off or pick up the kids. It’s insane.
Serving sizes were different too. A coke was about 6 oz.
I’m vegan now, but we still feed the kids some meat. I confess to a jar of bacon grease in my fridge. It’s healthy and it’s free. The coconut oil popcorn though is super yummy.
I’m a 1/2+1/2-er too. Especially in my fresh ground coffee...
For years there, the wife and I used that ridiculous “I can’t believe it’s not butter,” and we put on the pounds. I got sick of it, and switched back to real butter and we lost the weight and feel healthy. We don’t like eat sticks of butter, but you can just tell it’s better for you.
I miss the milkman. And I miss real steaks. The kind that are called Kobe steaks now and cost a fortune, they used to be called Grade A, and the tough (lean) meat we get now, that is called grade A, used to be grade B or C. Then about 1980? 1990? they changed the grading, and that “fatty” (formerly grade A) meat that supposedly Americans didn’t want, started going to Japan.
Chocolate isn’t the same either. I don’t like chocolate much anymore.
And McDonald french fries. They used to be wonderful. I think they were made with (horrors!) lard.
And I have personally decided (and I could be wrong) that the real reason that snack cakes don’t have much taste any more, except sweet, is because they don’t have vanilla in them.
In my county each kid is dropped off at his own house. It was the same way in my former county.
They are all such fragile snowflakes.
Or when my dad stood on the porch and blew his whistle - he was a teacher...:^)
Margarine is disgusting and bad for your health. Ants know better.
My favorite butter is Kerrygold grass-fed Irish butter.
McDonalds Fries used to cooked in beef tallow. Now thanks to the health Nazi’s they are cooked in that industrial lubricant known as Canola Oil.
Whole milk is only 4% fat, so 2% milk should cost half of whole, right? ;-P
I trust Elsie the cow much more than I ever will ConAgra and their ilk.
Half and half is for sissies. It also has too many carbs from the milk sugars. Try real cream in your coffee. I found some 40% butter fat cream that is out of this world. 36% ain’t bad either.
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Oh my, I will try some real cream next time. Is that the stuff referred to as ‘Heavy Whipping Cream’?
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