They smoked, they drank, they ate things with lots of butter and bacon fat and dinner was either beef, chicken or fish. Sometimes pork or liver.
They did not know what balsamic anything was and while some of the crap they ate was gross, our grandparents learned about balanced meals and taking care of themselves in a much less neurotic, self-interested way. You ate a meal with a protein, a starch and a vegetable because that was what a meal was and you put it on the table every day.
I took a nutrition class last summer (and highly recommend if you live in Southeastern PA you think about taking classes from Maura Manzo at Ryah in Conshohocken. I learned a ton about food and how it effects us and what we need and don’t need.
I was interested in this article sent to me this morning by the Fatman because it delivers some of the same messages. It’s a short read – enjoy.