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Food Story
I was raised on the Standard American Diet, (SAD) as were
most people in the 50’s and 60’s. The SAD basic food groups were
meat, potatoes and over- cooked vegetables. Salads made with mayonnaise
dressings and fried foods were served weekly. To make matters worse, there were
always cookies and candies available. To add insult to nutritional injury, it
was a tradition in in my grandmother's house to have at
least 12 slices of white bread on the table, along with sardines and
butter! (Strangely for a child, the Sardines, a good source for Omega 3 oil,
were my favorite food. Thank goodness for small accidents!)
At my grandmother’s house, my food consumption was not
much better. My grandmother cooked for a convalescent hospital and was quite
the cook! For Sunday dinners we gathered at her house for tasty meals of
“comfort food” . . . roast beef with gravy and mashed potatoes.
Luckily, cauliflower (with cheese,) broccoli and green beans always made it to
the table!
As I grew older I became a meal skipper, always running out
the door “too busy” to eat breakfast. Being too embarrassed to take a
bag lunch to school, I opted to skip lunch as well. Dinner was my only meal for
years!
My meal-skipping pattern became a long-term habit, so I
became used to losing a few pounds regularly as a young adult. However, what I
ate was more from the SAD food groups, accompanied by lots of sugar!
Fad dieting was the next stop on my nutrition path, along
with over-the- counter diet supplements. I must have tried every diet program
known to womankind!
Finally, I got my nutritional “wake-up call” in
the form of a serious contraction of Hepatitis A! With that, came the gift of
nutritional enlightenment. With the guidance of nutritionally-trained
professionals, I slowly began to improve my eating habits and became educated
about the dangers of dieting, proper supplementation and the wellness
principles that support a healthy lifestyle.
Now, transitioning people into a healthier, more balanced
lifestyle is what I find the most rewarding in my practice.
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