Clearly, we eat not just to fill our stomachs but to satisfy a whole host of biochemical drives. The brain is built to incentivize our efforts not just with the quieting of hunger pangs but the kick-starting of an intricate hormonal “reward” system. When it comes to diet, I’ve always said what nurtures the body nurtures the brain. The proof is in the biochemical picture. And while I wholeheartedly believe that we each choose what we eat and how we treat our bodies, there’s something to the science that shows addictive properties in junk food. I occasionally get emails on this topic. Here’s a timely one from last week.
Meatonnaise, mayonnaise made from meat fat. Is it possible? Serious Eats attempts to turn mayo-fantasy into reality by creating mayonnaise using beef, duck, and lamb fat. Read the post and you may even catch a glimpse of the fabled mayo-unicorn, baconnaise. (thanks, double_t!)
Kellogg is scared of the swine flu. Or more accurately, they’re scared of consumers lashing out against their odious marketing tactics… (thanks Dan, and here’s a pic of Kellogg at their worst)
I’ll stop lambasting The Biggest Loser when they stop making it so easy… most recently they’ve backed a contraption of spectacular, unnatural movement that looks like the bastard offspring between an elliptical machine and a tricycle. I don’t know what’s worse about this Street Strider commercial, the looks of forced glee on the faces of contestants trying it out, or a fitness model using McDonald’s “I’m lovin’ it” slogan to describe the one-use-before-collecting-dust-in-garage device.
Eight-year-old Aleta is already thinking like a chef. Not only did she create a frittata packed with nutrients and flavor but she also chose vegetables with a stunning array of colors. Waves of dark green kale, purple cabbage and red pepper will brighten your morning when you sit down to Aleta’s frittata. A frittata is basically an Italian take on an omelet. The main difference is you avoid all the tricky folding and flipping and just let the eggs cook into a round, flat pancake. Almost any combination of vegetables and meat can be sautéed into a frittata, although we’re especially fond of this combination.
As part of our ongoing Primal Blueprint Fitness Video Contest reader Anders submitted his interpretation of Primal Blueprint bodyweight exercises. You may remember Anders from the video he submitted during last season’s Primal Blueprint 30-day Health Challenge: Bringing Home the Bacon. This is the fourth Primal Blueprint Fitness Contest Video to be published on Mark’s Daily Apple since the beginning of the contest. You know what that means – time to award some prizes!
Anders for his video above, Primaldelphia
Peter Nathan for his Bodyweight Basics routine
Albrecht for his Primal Blueprint Upper Body Workout
Pieter for his Primal Blueprint Bodyweight Exercises
Vegas Pro Straps, a 20 or 40 lb XVest, and $100 in cash
We’re all winners here, but I digress.
I drew a name at random, and the lucky winner is…
I find that grain bashing makes for a tasty, but ultimately unsatisfying meal.
You all know how much I love doing it, though. But no matter how often I sit down to dine on the stuff (and I’ve done it with great gusto in the past), I always leave the table feeling like I left something behind. Like maybe I wasn’t harsh enough about the danger of gluten, or I failed to really convey just how much I hated lectins. If I didn’t know better, I’d think the mere mention of grains was eliciting a crazy insulin-esque response and throwing my satiety hormones all out of whack. I was filling up on anti-grain talk, but I just couldn’t fill that void for long.
Well, I’ve got the hunger today, and this time I aim to stuff myself to the point of perpetual sickness. I don’t ever want to have to look at another anti-grain argument again (yeah, right). If things get a little disjointed, or if I descend into bullet points and sentence fragments, it’s only because the hunger has taken over and I’ve decided to dispense with the pleasantries in order to lay it all out at once.
It’s the stuff of quintessential irony. Paradox. An absurdity so egregious it’s painful to type, let alone view on the screen. (There’s actual smoke rising from my keyboard….) We’re talking corporate “public health” sponsorships so ridiculous your eyes will fall out of your head. First, a show of hands. How many of you are familiar with the American Academy of Family Physicians (AAFP)? Sounds like a thoughtful, professional organization, yes? A group dedicated to noble and intelligent advocacy for good family health, no? Voices of expert reason, rational and practical medical authority, right? A group that would – with sound mind and sobriety – partner with a soda company for a nutrition-focused consumer education program??? Folks, I got my boots on today for a good old-fashioned butt kicking (blog style, that is). Pull up a chair. I’m just getting started.