Dying to try it or trying to diet?

I never saw a purple cow
I never hope to see one
But I can tell you anyhow
I’d rather see than be one

This quaint rhyme was hung around the neck of a rather pretty purple faux suede cow that my mum bought me when we were on holiday in Cornwall. The author is Frank Gelett Burgess (1866–1951), who interestingly came up with the term ‘blurb’.

The purple cow reminded me of dieting.

I’ve never read a diet book
I’ve never once dieted
But I can tell you anyhow
I’m certainly not going to start one now

For whatever reason, I’ve always been on the skinny side of slim. When BMIs came into vogue, and so many people were on the fat edge, I was on the underweight edge.

I always ate loads. Meals as a kid and in school hols were pancakes or Yorkshire pudding for starters, followed by meat and two veg, although not necessarily potatoes. Sundays were starter, soup, fish course, and main course. Dessert was once a year, when we had Christmas pudding.

Breakfast was two pieces of bacon and tomato or mushrooms. Sometimes I would add minute steak, kidneys, a lamb chop, a fine mixed grill breakfast.

As if all that wasn’t enough, we were blessed with two good fish and chip shops within a few minutes walk, which often served for supper.

Little Roughseas ate well, there is no doubt about that. She did not however, pig out on sweeties and puddings and ice cream. Nor did she raid the fridge for chocolate cake like two-year-old Lisa, in the pic below. (Pic from The Metabolism Solution).

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The pickled onion jars were another matter, and later, the odd prawn might disappear from a prawn cocktail, or a plate of smoked salmon might have looked suspiciously light.

Nor was young Roughseas ever fat. And as she grew up, it was more of the same. Tall, slim, ate loads, never put on weight.

And, when she started work, she was hyper, seriously so. Fast metabolism? Oh yes. I was supersonic in fact.

So, I was interested to read a book called ‘The Metabolism Solution’ by Lisa Lynn. I knew it was a diet book, but I thought a take on metabolism might be interesting …

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I carefully checked the terms of the book tour programme before I wrote this review.

Because, The Metabolism Solution is a glorified hype for Ms Lynn’s ‘diet’ products. A whole chapter, ie nearly 50 pages, is devoted to telling us about her products, and how they are superior to other products.

In summary, if you buy her products, drink water, eat loads of veg, and some white fish, you will lose weight. Well, quite possibly so. I am not disputing that.

I remember discovering some strange packets in a cupboard drawer once (no, not the Durex, I’d found those earlier) that suggested my mum was trying to diet using appetite suppressants. I don’t think they worked. They weren’t there for long.

With the exception of the ‘buy my products’ pitch, the author is basically promoting a protein rich (but not red meat), low carb diet, with lots of veg/salads. Nothing new there. Somewhat like paleo. In fact she mentions her recipes are compatible with paleo and South beach (?) diets.

However, what I would suggest is, that one can eat lots of vegetables, eat a minimum amount of protein and avoid sweet foods and junk foods and still stay moderately fit and avoid obesity. Without buying whey shakes and lean bars, supplements, appetite suppressants, vitamins etc.

Costs quoted in the book of one of Ms Lynn’s products was nearly 40 bucks compared with separate ingredients costing more than 200 bucks. But why buy any of it? Average cost of junk food purchase in USA = $3.75 a time. But for nearly a dollar less, you can get a really good protein bar (a Ms Lynn Lean Bar) for $2.91. How about you just don’t bother with either? That may help all the fattie snackers out there. Just. Don’t. Eat. It.

Seriously, why can anyone not work out that junk food, snacks = not clever, fresh home-prepared food = better?

To be fair, I should have chucked the book on page three as advised: ‘If you are one of the lucky ones who have a fast metabolism and never crave the wrong food, stop reading now.’

Yup. That’s me. But I read on.

There are some great quotes in there:

The best choice you can make when it comes to protein is the LynFit Complete Protein Shake. Right alongside it is my Lean Bar.

Natch.

Work on your sleep. It’s guaranteed to improve whatever ails you.

And of course, you need LynFit Lean Sleep to do this …

Marketers want us to believe we need to eat these foods, when in fact we don’t.

(In reference to food labels and so-called ‘health halo’ foods)

Some people want us to believe we need dietary products and supplements to lose weight …

Just never stop drinking a protein shake for breakfast.

Obviously, or it won’t help LynFit profits.

Freeze your Lean Bars and they last forever. Just remember to thaw them out before trying to bite into one.

No! Really?

One thing we all crave at one time or other is ice cream.

Er no, Ms Lynn. Not all of us.

Having entertained myself somewhat reading this book, there are a few things I do agree with. Obviously veg, preferably fresh from my perspective. The ideal being out of my garden and organic. I think it’s sensible to use stairs not the lift, and rather than parking a block away from work or wherever, why not use public transport? Yes! Getting on buses and trains with the hoi polloi of society. Or walk or cycle.

I think meditation is perfectly sensible too. But there is a difference between meditation per se and praying to God (the Christian one) under the masquerade of meditation. Meditation as I learned it (TM) is actually about clearing your mind totally, not repeating Jesus wants me for a sunbeam or such similar mantra.

The sceptics amongst you may be interested to know there is a whole chapter devoted to ‘God and your Bod’.

If you are serious about changing your body, you need to be serious about working on your relationship with God.

Does that therefore mean that The Metabolism Solution only works for right-on Christians?

In fact, the God and your Bod chapter could have been quite good if only it had been written from a more general perspective instead of a rigid Christian point of view.

Getting rid of negativity, focussing on positive results, moving forward, having clear goals, looking within yourself are all sensible pieces of advice.

But

Every issue you face, from health to financial ones, can be helped by developing a closer relationship with God.

and

For every problem God has a solution. Take it to God. … Prayer is heavenly intervention and gives God your permission for Him to step in.

are basically of zilch use to a non-Christian. It could easily have been re-written to say ‘focus on your inner self’ or ‘if you are spiritual, take this time to think about your faith and the god/s in which you believe’. But, I guess a ‘solid Christian woman’ as the author describes herself, wouldn’t actually feel comfortable with writing that.

The last sentence of the God/Bod chapter is:

See God the way you seek a good meat and you’ll never be hungry again.

I’ve really no idea what she meant by that but it appealed to my vegetarian inner self. In fact, Ms Lynn was vegetarian at one point on her quest to lose weight. I’m not sure what sort of vegetarian she was as as describes Top Secret Tuna Sauce as The Vegetarian Meat Sauce. Er no, Ms Lynn. Tuna is fish. Fish is not vegetarian.

But, for anyone who likes diets, and can’t work out how to eat healthily and sensibly, this isn’t a bad book inasmuch as it is well laid out, logical, explains the theory, has some basic work-out exercises, some mediocre recipes, and looks at the person overall, rather than just focusing on calorie intake (or whatever dieters focus on).

I’d like to thank iRead Book Tours for this free book in return for an honest review.

Incidentally, halfway through January, I read that fifty per cent of new year diet resolutions had been blown by people succumbing to chocolate, bread, crisps, and takeaway food. We are, indeed, what we eat.

With which I’d like to mention two bloggers.

Barbara from Silver in the Barn, shared a great Brussels sprouts recipe with me: shred sprouts, sauté lightly in olive oil/butter/both, add garlic, lemon, white wine, mustard seeds, salt and pepper. I added some pasta twists to make a lunch dish.

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And Chitra has a fabulous blog which is mainly Indian, but often a mix of Asian food. Her recipes are simple, easy, tasty, cheap, and she points out the health benefits of various ingredients.

Not a supplement in sight on either blog. Just pure fresh veg. Whatever next?!

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71 comments on “Dying to try it or trying to diet?

  1. I will be telling the Christians around me who have weight issues that they are not praying quite well for the weight loss.
    Life plays games on us. It is so easy to gain weight but losing it is a hell of a task. I hate it

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  2. “Seriously, why can anyone not work out that junk food, snacks = not clever, fresh home-prepared food = better?” Exactly!
    Another problem here in the US is the disappearance of meal time. To actually sit down together, with no other distractions, and eat a lovely healthy meal is becoming as dated as horse and carriage. I think people feel never feel nourished anymore, in any real sense of the word, racing down the road stuffing french fries in their mouths while balancing a Big Gulp. It’s really distressing.

    So glad you enjoyed the Brussels sprouts recipe, Kate!

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    • Silver, you may not realize that fresh home-prepared food is also a hell of a lot of work and very expensive since you have to keep all kinds of ingredients on hand to make stuff like that. Drag your self home from the job and face the choice of spending a half an hour chopping, measuring, sautéing, and otherwise messing with a bunch of stuff, then baking or whatever, then you get to clean up the mess you made. Now, come home from work, open a can of food (like canned ravioli), dump it in a bowl, nuke it, eat it. One bowl and one spoon to clean, no left overs, no trimmings, no pots, pans, no long list of ingredients to buy. Eat food, rinse a few things, relax, go to bed. I didn’t need to keep a stock of fresh onions on hand, or garlic, or tomatoes or even tom sauce, all I needed was one can of food. Reality trumps. Right now I live with a gal that does just that. I can barely get anything into my refrigerator because she has all this “stuff” on hand for her daily cooking chores. Oh, and I usually have to clean up after her. Bah Humbug. (I didn’t even mention the smell which is going a long way to helping me diet since it is such a turn off. Some of us are genetic tasters who can’t bear to be around any of the brassicas.) (Oh, and we’re both overweight and have been for years)

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      • Well, it’s true that I can’t think of a single meal I prepare that would be quicker that opening a can of ravioli, dumping it into a bowl (as appetizing as that sounds), and then nuking it. But I could come up with quite the list of nourishing meals ready in a half hour. The economics of filling one’s pantry with the foodstuffs necessary to prepare good healthy meals vs. stopping off at a fast food place are admittedly out of whack. I seem to remember reading that with the inexpensive meals available through McDonald’s (Dollar Meals, etc.) you could never justify the expense of buying all the ingredients necessary for a week’s well-rounded meals, if that’s the only component under consideration. There are other factors that come into play regarding meals…..health and family togetherness spring to mind. And the sense of nourishment, not just in the vitamins consumed in the actual food, but the feeling of having “broken bread” together and sharing the experience of a good meal. One of the great pleasures in life.

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        • A tin of ravioli was a treat when I was a kid, although the sauce was tarted up a bit. I’d hate it now!

          As for nourishing meals, is that half an hour’s cooking or half an hour’s prep? I think the classic cheap fast meal has to be an omelette, whether French or Spanish, with a plate of salad and bread.

          Pasta and (fresh) tomato sauce, with or without cheese, or ground nuts, or a pesto instead? Another 30 mins tops incl salad.

          But a lot of my meals take longer because I use pulses. Soak overnight, pressure cook when we get up, chop veg and cook them later, chuck in pot together.

          It’s not just the eating though, we share the food prep too. And as a kid, my mum, dad and I wouls spend hours chatting around the dining table. We don’t do that, but I think sharing in the prep is just as good. We even share the washing up 😀

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          • Your quick meals are mine too. Or put some couscous on, saute up some veggies, sprinkle with feta, et voila!, a healthy meal. We eat a lot of dinner salads in this house too….sliced apples, nuts, gorgonzola, a nice vinaigrette and a crust of good bread. Yum. I can’t tell you how many times BH has marveled at how quickly a good meal can appear on his plate. Not to mention how quickly a healthy stir fry can be prepared. Of course the food prep is a wonderful thing to share especially when one’s knife skills – ahem- are not so great. BH is the one with the patience to slice and dice in a lovely way. I have not earned the moniker “Chainsaw” Barb for nothing! LOL!

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          • We are so not a couscous household. Don’t ask me why but we both hate it! But stir fry is the classic quick fix, it’s minutes with fresh crisp veg, and or whatever protein, we usually choose tofu, but nuts eg cashew work too, and either rice or even faster, super quick noodles. Chuck on some coriander, some soy sauce, fresh ginger. You wouldn’t even have got the car started to go to the shop or take-away by the time it’s ready.

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        • There’s no one to break bread with if you either live alone or cook only for yourself. Sadly, we’re both right. When I was The Mommy with a spouse and three kids, I cooked, usually from scratch, even made my own breads most of the time. Now? I was living alone and commuting 4 hours a day on top of an 8 hour workday. Trust me, that can of ravioli was drool food! I barely had time to do the open and nuke bit before falling into bed to do it again the next day. There’s a place for everything, and women now find that they might just be in any kind of place you can think of. The good news is that we’re no longer chained to the kitchen sink. ;)

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      • Wait, you don’t need to keep a lot of ingredients on hand. A store cupboard of spices can be built up over time. And they are always optional. Staples such as dried (rather than fresh) onions and garlic keep for ages. As do lemons. Buy in as you need.

        Spending half an hour preparing food? What’s wrong with that? I came in after ten hours at work (no breaks or food) and started the evenng meal and every couple of days baked bread. (Not in a bread maker). It just depends on priorities. I like eating fresh food, and not some pre-packed, prepared junk full of goodness knows what, invariably sugar in there somewhere too. Tomato sauce takes five or ten minutes to make from scratch, but yes, there is a batadora to wash. So what?

        But I eat cheaply anyway because I’m vegetarian, and veg are the main part of my diet.

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    • I think other priorities have taken over from preparing and sharing food. BI (before Internet) it was all about TV dinners. I have no idea what happens now as we have no TV, and meals are a set feature of our day, not always at the same time, depending on work.

      The sprouts were lovely, I remembered while I was doing them, a similar cabbage recipe with white wine and lemon juice. I just instructed the hunter gatherer to buy more mustard seeds today, but ouch! the white/yellow ones were nearly twice the price of black, anyway I use loads for Indian cookery too, so I needed to buy some in. I must look up the sprouts with nutmeg recipe though, it had a serious sprout hater falling over his feet in rapture.

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        • I’ll have to look it up when I go back to Spain, the book’s there not here. It was good. From memory, it was bechamel, sprouts, nutmeg—but—I can’t remember if there was anything else. Shoot me a reminder in a couple of weeks. They are cooked gently in the oven too for some reason I don’t remember.

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  3. S’cuse me but I’m going to swear and rant a little bit so, anyone who doesn’t like it look away now but the religion bit really pissed me off. Not yours. Hers.

    “It could easily have been re-written to say ‘focus on your inner self’ or ‘if you are spiritual, take this time to think about your faith and the god/s in which you believe’”

    Amen to that.

    “But, I guess a ‘solid Christian woman’ as the author describes herself, wouldn’t actually feel comfortable with writing that.”

    And my issue is that if she’s really a Christian, love they neighbour as thyself and all that, she sodding well should! And she wouldn’t be jamming Gaad into a diet book. If he exists he’s not sodding Jim fixing it for us! We’re supposed to fix it our bloody selves.

    It’s amazing isn’t it? We humans have wasted years and years butchering one another over the matter of whose way of being decent to one another is the best one. And that’s with three quarters of us using the same bloody instruction book. I give up.

    On the eating fresh front, I absolutely agree. I used to be slim as a kid and ate buckets of stuff and in our house, like yours, it was all freshly picked and prepared from scratch. I never put on any weight until I ended up in a situation where I’d no cash to eat and lost two stones in six weeks. I’m sure my metabolism now fears famine as I’ve been much more prone to putting on weight ever since. Phnark.

    Cheers

    MTM

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    • Well, it couldn’t be my religion as I don’t have one. I think what really struck a raw nerve was suggesting that God would fix all problems. Financial ones? Yeah right. Seriously la-la land.

      As I said, fine to look at the whole person, it’s something lacking in western medicine where symptoms are treated not causes, but putting reliance in a mythical deity … Not only do we get sales rap for diet supplements we get it for God in this book.

      Since I broke my ankle I’ve not put on weight but my body shape has changed. Off to pray that it reverts back to my nice slim self though. That should fix it.

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      • Mwah hahargh! Yeh, substituting prayer for will power. There are a lot of ‘Christians’ out there who seem to have a very louch approch to what the whole thing is meant to be about (love they neighbour). There’s a great joke about that whole kind of brainwashed-r-us approach to Christianity.

        A bloke is walking the costal path and there’s a land slip. He falls but manages to cling onto the cliff. Below is nothing but boiling sea. The currents down there are strong. If he falls he will be dashed against the rocks and drown, but try as he might he can’t climb up. Clinging onto the cliff for dear life he prays. He prays with his heart and soul like he never has before.

        “Father, save me.”

        “OK,” says a voice from heaven.

        “Cool.”

        A few moments later another voice calls from above. A human voice, this time, from the safety of the cliff top. A hiker has seen him.

        “Hey, you down there, don’t panic, I’m here to help. I have a rope with me. I’m going to throw it down to you.”

        “No,” says the man. “Go away! I don’t need a rope! God is going to save me.”

        The hiker goes on his way and the man prays to God again.

        “Father, if you’re going to save me, please hurry up, I am cold and tired and my fingers are numb. I cannot hold on much longer.”

        A few minutes later there’s a call from below, some chaps are down there in a boat.

        “Jump!” they call, “we can save you! We will haul you out before the current takes you!”

        “Go away!” says the man. “God is going to save me.”

        The boat goes. Time passes and the man prays to God again. A few seconds later there’s a terrific down draught. A helicopter has arrived. A rescue worker on a winch is lowered down to the man’s side.

        “Hello there! I’m here to rescue you, take my hand.”

        “Sod off! God is going to save me.”

        After several minutes of arguing, the rescue worker is winched up again and the helicopter goes but the down draught has taken it’s toll, the man can hold on no longer. He falls into the boiling seas below, but the boat has long gone so he is pulled under by the currents, dashed against the rocks and drowns.

        He goes up to heaven. When he meets the Almighty, the man chews his ear off.

        “How could you God? You betrayed my trust! You broke your promise and forsook me when I needed you. You said you’d rescue me.”

        “Yeh,” says God, “and I sent you a man with a rope, a life boat, a helicopter… ”

        There’s a lovely Wendy Cope poem isn’t there? “Jesus found me a parking space! Bang the Gong and praise him!” I suppose if you want constants and parameters and a bunch of elders who will tell you how to live your life then that kind of a religion is alright. But I couldn’t see Jesus Christ coming back today and applying quite such a simplistic medieval approach in a modern world. And ethically, combining God and the sale of diet products feels a little bit… grey to me.

        Then again, most of the Christians on the internet are Americans and as Robin Williams famously said, “Our religious forefathers were the Pilgrims. A bunch of people so uptight that even the British chucked them out!”

        Cheers

        MTM

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  4. You and I share the same metabolism. You could’ve been describing me. However, when I hit 50, things started slowing down so I kept half an eye on what I was eating v activity ratio. I get sooooo bored listening to friends and colleagues bemoaning their weight issue, trying the latest diet, paying to be weighed in front of a lot of other fat people. It’s simple. Eat less, exercise more. Stay off the rubbish. I’m now probably half a stone heavier than I was in my twenties and have no wrinkles. That’s the other down side of excessive dieting – it can make you look gaunt, or, as Son was so quick to point out when describing ladies of a certain age on running apparatus at his gym – they looked like roast chickens. Yuk! Life’s too short – especially to read diet supplement suggestions. I’m heading over to Chitra’s right now, but I think I’ll give the sprouts a miss. :)

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    • I’ve fluctuated with the half stone thing too. Around nine, but sometimes nine and a half, more often eight and a half. I started looking better when I chucked work. What does that say about our health and our lives?

      I don’t get the snacking thing because I’ve never done it. So I eat at mealtimes. In between I dont. I’m usually far too busy to even think about eating. Boredom = eating?

      The worst thing here in Spain is bleached 50+ year olds with brown wrinkled skin. Def roast chickens. And Brit ex-pats. Such a giveaway.

      Ah well, if you don’t like sprouts, up to you, but it’s actually quite a delicate recipe, but there again lemon juice and white wine win it for me anyway.

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  5. Unfortunately many people will buy this author’s products in the hopes that they will lose weight – never believing, as you say, that it can be done without the pills and the shakes.

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  6. You deserve a medal for having waded through all that – the religion and the unashamed self-promotion! You are most fortunate to have the metabolism you do. My husband, the former stock farmer, also does and has been known to comment that had he been bred for food, he’d have been culled: poor feed conversion ratio. I, on the other hand went from skinny-fussy-eater- child to plump teenager and then from “normal” adult, became a rather large matron, helped by the usual change of life issues. Regardless of the fact that I don’t have a sweet tooth, nor do I snack between meals or, god forbid, root in the fridge for something to eat. That, my mother NEVER permitted; woe betide us if we were caught!

    And, from time to time, I have toyed with diets. They didn’t work, for lots of reason, but mainly because I like fiddling in the kitchen, and eating. Not helped by the lovely husband who tells me he doesn’t like a woman who’s “thin and miserable”. No fear of that, I tell him!

    Anyhow, a year ago, I decided to foreswear bread and potatoes and most things associated with a staple starch – duing the week. I was not going to not have my glass or two of vino. The upshot: I have shrunk two sizes and have had to have half my clothes taken in, and I’ve re-discovered the other half which I’d outgrown. I’ve done nothing else and still even eat my homemade pasta which is more egg than flour which means we need less of it.

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    • That’s interesting Fiona, I dont dispute Lisa Lynn’s metabolism theory but I wonder if it is too general, so, for example, cutting out bread and potatoes works for you even though you can still eat pasta (my home made pasta attempts = total disaster) suggests that suits your specific metabolism?

      The only things that have ever changed my shape have been inactivity. And after eight months virtually immobile … but still, I’ve got a long way to go before I can be considered fat or need diet products (yuk!)

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      • We all have to find what works for ourselves… I also admit to being either hedonistic or gourmand-ish enough to not give up on certain things. Like pasta, but only my home made variety which seems to be more filling (with less) than the commercial variety. It took me several years to perfect pasta; most recently with the gift of Caldesi’s The Italian Cookery Course. “Proper” Italians wouldn’t approve, but it works for us.

        Immobility is an awful thing; I empathise (of that, I may have told you; if not, not now :) ) and hope that you are much more steady on your pins than you have been.

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        • When I was eating meat, one of my favourite meals was a rare steak and a green salad (with French dressing) which I thought was quite perfect. It’s a good thing I’m vegetarian as I had expensive taste in meat and fish. After my two disastrous pasta attempts we stick to bought ones, but I’ve been surprised to find there is a difference between dried bought pastas. We don’t buy the egg ones. The current one we buy tastes so much better than the supermarket own brand one.

          The ankle ops I had as a kid were a breeze compared with this. Immobility never crosses the mind until it suddenly strikes. It’s coming up nine months now and I’m still limping. Damn nuisance. But thank you.

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    • Sprouts are OK, I think they get bad press because people overcook them. I used to make a cabbage alsacienne which was similar too, although had a few more ingredients. Either try the sprouts shredded (totally different) with your recipe, or follow Silver in the Barn’s. There is little difference between cabbage and sprouts at the end of the day. And thanks for the visit and comment.

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  7. You deserve a medal indeed! But I do suspect that you enjoyed yourself reviewing this particular piece. It seems to have hit on all ‘the right’ nerves which you managed to comment on with honesty and tact. I doubt I would have managed to be so open minded? Great read!

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    • I toned it down 😉 and remembered to add in the ‘good’ (ish) bits for balance. You should have read the first version.

      Thanks. It is a serious issue though. People need to think more about what they eat. And my salad calls, I’ve been replying to comments instead of eating. Bad habit. Should be included in all diet books, leave Internet alone when time to eat …

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    • Thank you. For some reason the purple cow and the diet book came to mind together. I’ve never forgotten the purple cow rhyme and whenever I see something that doesn’t compute, it flashes up in front of me. Appreciate your visit and comment.

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  8. I’m shocked. You could at least have had a front page “Beware, the next page has vegetables including the spawn of the devil sprout.” I nearly fell off my seat when I saw them. Ugh.
    I reckon if this noodle is telling people her god has the answer to all problems, and one of those problems is obesity, it’s cheaper to go down the church for a chat with him (in office hours) rather than buy her product. Does anyone who is not christian (unchristian?) who picks up her book have to run out and convert before being able to follow her directions?
    I never realised that a diet cookbook could be so religiously restrictive. Any Moslem buying it would have wasted their money.
    xxx Sending Hugs xxx

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    • I’m so sorry David. But you’ve been reading long enough by now to know I’m vegetarian so you should be aware there may be shocking photos for those gentle natured carnivores.

      Loopy huh? That was my thought. What with buying the products one chapter and buying God in the other, it seemed like an Elmer Gantry job to me.

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  9. Yes, snacking and eating has become the norm The corporations have us in their grip. Endless eating and chewing our cud out of polystyrene buckets.

    Went to see a movie, ” The imitation game”.and sure enough, patrons shuffled in, loaded to the mast with food and licking stuff, slurping as they entered. Even the few steps to get to the seat could not be undertaken without many eating and slurping. A gaseous stench of digesting intestines working overtime and god knows what else going on between groins, wafted up during the show.

    A mass eating orgy tlll the death was right there, all in darkness. Who wants to see ‘The Godfather’ when all the action is right there?

    The movie was great, but we need to solve the ‘enigma’ of eating 24/7 that have so many now in an endless merciless grip till the death.

    Sooner or later this has to be tackled and in some countries they do. The cost will be unsustainable.

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    • Well is it the norm? I don’t know, probably because I am not the norm, and never have been. I’ve always hated crap food. If there was nothing I wanted, I’d do without, still stands today.

      Best to watch films on YouTube. No obnoxious eaters, no cost, and in the case of Partner, food delivered when ready.

      People have lost the plot, but look on the bright side, we won’t be around to see the real disaster, if it even happens.

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        • I think sprouts are undeservedly maligned. Pretty much all brassicas have a similar taste, so if someone dislikes one I find it odd to like the others. But overcooking doesn’t bring out the best in any of them, and as for putting those strange little crosses in sprouts? Makes them even soggier and just wastes prep time. I wouldn’t eat broad beans as a kid. Really couldn’t stand the taste. Only started eating them since I came to Spain and my neighbour cooked some for me. I not only eat them, I grow them, got some in flower right now, doing much better than my peas too.

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          • How true all of this. I find it odd in myself that when food shopping I only get excited by grapefruit, cauliflower and so on. Cabbage is great too and I love turnip. When the daughter of a Kraut pastor discovered this she said to me with a sneer, ‘We only feed turnip to cattle.’ Himmler lives on.

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          • Buying veg is about the only shopping I don’t actively dislike. Although I prefer growing it, just don’t have enough space. And, living in an agricultural area, we get the gifts from next doors when friends and rellies give them too much. We bought one (large) courgette from the veg van man on Monday, on Tuesday next doors gave us six!

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  10. Well, speaking from experience, what you say is true. I dropped about 50 pounds, or roughly 23 kilograms, eating sensibly. BUT sugar is addictive. It’s harder if you have a sweet tooth. No, you don’t need those whey protein shakes, or those expensive protein bars. Eat like you suggest. Vegetables, limited meat, VERY limited snacks and sugary foods. Addictions are hard to break, though. Ever tried convincing an addict that what was making them sick was what they were drinking/snorting/smoking? It ain’t easy.

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    • 23kgs has been half my body weight for most of my life! I’d be emaciated if I lost that.

      I never thought about sugar being addictive. I even feel sick thinking about anything sweet. But, I can understand what you are saying, I drink but not spirits (don’t you call it hard liquor or something?), the bottle of vodka remains untouched in the cupboard apart from to use as mouthwash for toothache, I’ve never done the drugs, I need to be in control, one high of morphine in hospital was enough, I’ve never done tobacco either, but I can see why people do. Sugar though? It’s vile!

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      • Height and bone structure have a lot to do with whether a person looks emaciated at any particular weight. I stepped on the scales one day and it just barely tipped below the 180 mark(82 kg). That’s the day I decided to do something about it. I now weigh around 60kg(143 pounds). I have weighed as little as 55kg(120ish pounds) but I start to look a little on the sick side at that weight.

        I’ve had a weight problem my entire life. I envy those with a super fast metabolism and energy for days.

        Sugar has always been my drug of choice, though when I did decide to do something about my weight and cut back drastically(at one point altogether) on sugar my tastes also changed. I now much prefer savory foods to sweet ones. I used to wonder what people were talking about when they said something was too sweet. No such thing! But now I know as anything terribly sweet is rather sickly to me.

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    • Sprouts were delish, check out Barbara’s though for the correct version, rather than my lazy one. Chitra’s food is good. I found another Indian one a while back and I’m gutted I never saved it. They use fresh food so well. I am sure these skills are dying out 😔

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  11. Food provides such an opportunity for commerce from the humblest grower/farmer, shopkeeper to Big Corporations and anyone in between who has a philosophy and a bank account! Buyer Beware… if you can’t-won’t think for yourself, there are plenty of people who will do it for you and take your money for the privilege.
    But what an intriguing book for review, and a fair forum to express a rational response. Plus photos of lovely fresh vege dishes that speak even louder, no manufactured food ever looked that appealing :)
    I could go, on my own platform… but for everyone’s benefit I kicked my soapbox into the corner safely out of reach.

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    • Food should be so simple. Yet look at the mega bucks it controls. Bad news. Very bad news.

      The book wasn’t what I expected, and as MBL said, I did get some entertainment out of it, I mean seriously, 20% of the book on flogging your diet products? And a similar amount on preaching?

      Anyway, seemed like an appropriate post to promote two very good blogs with great food.

      Soapboxes are always welcome. Gives me chance to stand down.

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  12. Lots of laughs with this one. It seems most of the kids I grew up with were beanpoles: all awkward knees and elbows. There may have been one fat kid in each class. Parents shook heads and said stuff about metabolism. But we all ran around outside all the time playing until we dropped. Fat kids were rare – like eating out (pay someone to cook food we can cook at home?). We might get cokes or “fast food” hamburger on vacation once a year.
    Modern lIfestyles seems to have created more fat people. (Disclaimer: one of my grandmothers was HUGE with a badly understood thyroid issue and job at a desk)
    Sadly, about 10 years ago something switched off and I can no longer eat anything in any amount. Basically to control weight, stop putting it in mouth and move more.You’re comments on the book are so correct.
    And enough with the “take everything to God” Geesh, he’s busy. Give him a break. God helps those who helps themselves, right?
    Reminds me of the gyms, mega church exercise classes that play religious music and prayers. Creeps me out, but whatever….just keep it waaaay over there. (and maybe get a clue that the whole religious exercise link is merely a marketing tool for someone to make money)
    Some old farmer sitting on the porch during a visit at the farm once said “Religion is probably OK until some people get together and start making rules and call it a church. Then it’s all downhill.”

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    • Actually you’re right, there weren’t many fat kids in the classes, and they stuck out like …

      Incidentally on eating out and paying people to cook home food, the best one like that was a pal we had in Sydney who owned a bar (drove us to our wedding in his van), and he had a cook your own steak thing going. Amazing. People paid not just to eat out, but to cook their own food. Very clever. We never did it.

      As for the weight thing, I don’t know how much age affects us. I reckon I’ve put on half a stone this last year, but I’ve hardly moved, so it’s not surprising. Is it age or immobility? I watched my mother put on weight and lose it over the years, but she never ate loads that I remember.

      My spanish neighbours have no truck with religion. It doesn’t put food on the table so they aren’t interested. Practical as ever. Got to look after the here and now and not the mythical future.

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  13. Trying putting on weight if you jog/exercise half and hour to an hour every day. Will not happen, no matter what you eat.
    When I trained for marathons and specifically ultras I would run between one and two hours 5 days a week and possibly race on a Sunday.
    I never gained a solitary ounce and ate like a horse.

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  14. Dear Lisa, if one eat lots of veggies, some whitefish and drink loads of water, one will not need to buy your products too. They will naturally lose weight.

    I lost some weight just by cutting out crisps and drinking water instead of pop. :D

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    • Pop? Didn’t you mean soda? 😉

      My diet wouldn’t meet with Ms Lynn’s approval. For example we had pasta and tomato sauce for lunch. Olive oil (evil), pasta (evil), olives (pres evil too), so that only left the tomatoes, onion, garlic, basil and parsley that get a vague tick. Was most yummy though.

      Crisps are ok with sandwiches in packed lunches. A bit like you used to get from youth hostels.

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  15. That book does sound a bit odd. But there is a market. A lot of us are overweight and out of shape. And Christian, for that matter. However, I appreciate your take on this book, and won’t be buying it — or any similar book.

    My current adventure is a program that includes healthy eating (food-group portion counting, not calories) plus a half-hour workout each day, done in the privacy of my own home. I’m not losing buckets of weight, which I could stand to lose, but I am shrinking. I am also getting stronger, and my posture has improved. I am happy. I am also really enjoying a daily vegan-chocolate, nutrient-dense shake. These shakes cost more than I can afford, but right now are worth that cost.

    Ideally I would have been a very active child, and eaten healthy meals and no snacks growing up. Didn’t happen, although we almost always ate home-cooked meals. Desserts and treats also appeared on a regular basis. Sugar is indeed addictive! My mother, who is 86, is dealing with the many of the effects of sugar addiction — and I do not want to follow in her footsteps. Which is why I am now paying for something that others can manage to do on their own. And I am grateful that I can do this.

    And I am also grateful that people post recipes on their blogs occasionally. Thanks for that, too!

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    • I don’t think it’s any different to what I have read about other diets, which is not very much, I’ll be honest. But they all seem to be much of a muchness. It seems fairly simple to me how to eat healthily, but that’s easy to say having never grown up snacking or eating loads of sweets, biscuits, chocolate, dessert etc.

      At school we were allowed to take an apple, a bag of crisps or two biscuits. I always took an apple. There’s enough fructose in apple anyway. I remember when I was very young being hungry when I came in from school and would maybe eat a shortbread, but only if there were no pickled onions!

      Your mother might be coping with the effects of sugar, diabetes I suppose, but at least she is 86. Mine died at 79, and also had diabetes. No idea why. I could have it for all I know. No probably not, didn’t come up in blood tests last year in hospital.

      I get that people are Christian, what I don’t get is that a god can help with a diet. I do think that mental strength is needed to diet, but that is hardly divine intervention. As you say, my take. More to the point, I think lots of artificial supplements is not a good thing. Hope your vegan choc one is good, it would make me ill!

      I’ve not done a re ope for a while. Will try and do one next time. Thanks for your interesting comment on this. Good to hear from someone who,is dieting and what they are doing. I could do to lose half a stone now, but that’s down to nearly a year’s inactivity since the broken ankle. Bad as being pregnant. Almost.

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      • Your ankle is taking way too long to heal — and that’s from my perspective. You probably came to that conclusion at about week two. May you notice improvement on a daily basis, and may you be able to totally ignore your ankle before summer hits. In other words, may it be healed to the point that you forget it was ever injured.

        Diet books are all pretty much the same, I agree. The basic advice is to “eat less; move more.” What I’ve learned is that there is a difference between eating less and eating healthy — and healthy wins out every time. Less is also good, but without healthy the progress is either temporary or limited (or both).

        From all reports, the choco shake is very healthy — has hundreds of different micronutrients in it. Since each shake includes only one scoop of the mix (about 2 tablespoons) I have my doubts about how much of any one nutrient is included in that scoop, but I am happy to really enjoy one shake a day.

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        • At week two I’d only just had the op. I was 13 days in hospital waiting for the fracture blisters to go before I could have the op. It’s healed I suppose. I just can’t walk properly. But, looking back on blog posts from November, I could walk without a crutch. I can even stand on one leg. Can’t hop. But, by recording all this, I can look back and see progress, such as it is. Thank you.

          I *was* the sort of person who walked or cycled through choice, then bus, train, and car from A to B as last resort. I’m the person who would walk up flights of stairs instead of taking the lift, or even escalator. As my Spanish neighbour says, ‘if you don’t use your legs they won’t work’. And it’s not just your legs. Of course, right now, because one doesn’t work, I’m no using them. So therefore they don’t work. I need to spend some time on it, but lack of confidence about falling again has become an issue.

          My idea of unhealthy food is chips that I peel, dry roast them first, then add a little salt, olive oil and turn them over. Oven ready chips. Sort of. The down side of eating well/healthily is in time for food prep/washing up. Which is one reason why salads and pickles are such a bonus.

          If it’s good and you enjoy it, then shake away. It’s probably better than the cocoa I used to make with full milk, and finish off with cream. Extremely good though 😀🍫 No, I haven’t had it for years, say 25? Good luck with your healthy eating. And your blog …

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          • Cocoa is no longer, but the chips are good. Very, very, good, virtually fat free. I’m using a fan assisted oven which may help. Say 30 or 40 minutes, start off dry, halfway sprinkle on sea salt and drops of olive oil and shake around. Need the right potatoes though and cut chunky chips. Suppose I should do a pic.

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