Best wishes to Charlie Martin. I predict it will work.
For what it’s worth, my dad died at fifty-five, a third of a century ago, in large part due to criminal dietary advice (OK, maybe that’s a little too strong — they probably knew no better) and my mother at sixty-eight to a massive heart attack in the night, in her sleep. At least for her, it was fast. And in both cases they were overweight smokers, a product of their generation.
More on North Carolina’s war on dietary freedom of speech.
This increases my conviction that it’s good for uninjured brains, too, because there are no uninjured brains, when it comes to aging.
Go on a low-carb ketogenic diet.
Some thoughts.
I’m guessing that I’m in Megan’s class when it comes to the number owned, but I also rare use them any more. It really is a lot easier to just look up a recipe on the web with a netbook on the kitchen counter. I mainly use them for traditional recipes that I’ve made for years for special occasions, like holidays (I’ve been using the New York Times cookbook for decades). Also, most cookbooks I have don’t do well with a paleolithic diet.
A judicial blow against it. Go support the Institute for Justice in their continuing battle against this outrageous ruling.
Here’s an intersection of two of my favorite topics — the heavy hand of the state in regulating speech, and paleolithic diets, from George Will. And good for the Institute for Justice.
OK, my question about this article is: who puts whole (or even cut) tomatoes in chicken soup? Honestly, the question being asked would never occur to me, because I’ve never been burned by a tomato in soup of any kind, let alone chicken.
This time it’s deadly. With a bonus discussion on surviving the coming meltdown.
A recipe for making ice cubes.
I always forget the water, myself.