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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“My favorite butter is Kerrygold grass-fed Irish butter”
I’ll check that out! A lot of people feel that “butter is butter”, but I have noticed that the butter at some nice restaurants just seems to taste better than what we get at the grocery. But I have not been able to find out what butter they use at such restaurants.
“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.”
That’s because there were no computer games and we ran around playing outside all the time.
I spent half my life only ever eating butter at a ritzy restaurant. Now we are back on butter this past year and no new medical problems. And we eat eggs almost every day thanks to our backyard chickens Henrietta and Laverne.
We drink a lot of red wine too. :-)
We were never in the house, gone from morning till night and our folks never worried one bit. As soon as we got home from school (walked to and fro), we changed and we were out playing pick-up games. Ate three squares a day and had not an ounce of fat on the skinny frame. Kids today are not burning off the calories.
There’s a good BBC documentary (it’s on youtube) called “The Men Who Made Us Fat.” It starts with Secretary of Agriculture Earl Butz and big corn subsidies which led to high fructose corn syrup replacing sugar. It was cheaper than sugar so soft drinks got larger, etc. The debate at the time was sugar vs fat. There was plenty of evidence that sugar was the health culprit, but the sugar lobby won out and got Congress to change the proposed dietary guidelines they were working on to make fat the “bad guy.” Companies marketed food as low fat, but to get them to taste good had to pump them up with sugar.
+1
Goes into my morning bullet-proof coffee when I run out of Ghee.
Is that kind of oil still made? I would love to see one of the fast food companies bring it back.
“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.”
So thankful none of that is true here. Kids playing outside, many walking to school, no assaults on city busses, in fact things not too much different from when I was a kid here in the 60s.
My dad did the same except drank quite a bit of whiskey, and his camel habit was closer to 2 packs a day, he smoked roll yer own Bull Durham in his early years- said he started smoking at age 9. He lived to 78.
My sister was a health nut before it was popular, did not drink or smoke. She died at 61.
I think we are going to find genetics is our worst enemy, not to say we shouldn’t try to be healthy because some things just cannot be good for you.
Moderation, isn’t that supposed to be the real secret?
It is available; however, I am unaware of any major restaurant still using it.
McDonalds lost a $10 million dollar lawsuit over it in 2002.
http://www.nytimes.com/2002/03/09/us/mcdonald-s-to-settle-suits-on-beef-tallow-in-french-fries.html
I thought I was the only person n the world who puts half & half in their coffee. I will also sneak a big slug out of the carton when no one is looking but don’t tell anyone.
Other than when I got called home for lunch or my Mom yelled because we were going somewhere, I was basically not allowed inside from the time I got up until "the streetlights came on"
I’m tired of the food nazis. The minute someone says, don’t eat fat, then someone else says no, don’t eat carbs. Then someone else chimes in, no don’t eat sugar.
I’ll eat everything in moderation. And I’m not going to worry about a damn bit of it. Last I checked, nobody gets out of this alive. If it’s in moderation, then I won’t worry about. To me moderation means spaghetti one night a week( oh the carbs!! Watch out). Steak or red meat one a week. Chicken salad, fish, turkey and or tuna sandwiches for lunch. An occasional bag of chips or Fritos. Glass or of wine a night. Beer or whisky on Saturday night. Cake or pie as a tear on weekends.
When I’m out with others , I get very tired of the admonishing conversation from those who think they have it all figured out
And I never diet. You all do what you want. If it works for you, then that is good with me.
Well, one thing that’s different is we can’t walk around with .22 rifles anymore (in town).
Eat flavorless crap, it’s good for you.
Yes, you’ll die anyway, but you’ll enjoy being smug about how “healthy” you are.
Well, it was the Earl of Sandwich (a heavy gambler who didn’t like to leave the card tables) who came up with slapping meat between slabs of bread so he could eat hearty without going to the dining room who began “the sandwich”...can’t help but think it was him and his “snacking” that turned us all into chunky monkeys.
If parents send their kids out to play now they’d arrest them child neglect.
Sitting here reading this thread while drinking my coffee, which happens to have a pat of butter in it. So silky smooth. When I first heard of it, I thought 'no way'. Then I tried it. Amazing.
Check out your local farmers' market. Odds are that you will find delicious grass-fed meat and real milk.
We pick up monthly deliveries of meat at our Farmers' Market through Community Supported Agriculture (CSA).
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