I often hear walks described as preprandial or postprandial, but I never hear meals described as prepromenadal or postpromenadal.
What’s up with that?
I often hear walks described as preprandial or postprandial, but I never hear meals described as prepromenadal or postpromenadal.
What’s up with that?
I’m a little surprised people are still studying this, since it’s been studied before with the same results:
After 12 weeks, researchers found no meaningful differences in weight gain, body composition, or cholesterol levels between people following the low-dairy diet and those eating three servings of dairy each day. Participants consuming more dairy, however, showed improvements in blood pressure and consumed more calcium, protein, and vitamin D.
“Those that had three servings of dairy didn’t have adverse levels of blood cholesterol or lipids or evidence of insulin resistance,” says Anderson.
Source: For decades, we were told to choose low-fat dairy. New research says otherwise | ScienceDaily
I would argue that that full-fat dairy is “minimally processed.” (Mixing the milk of multiple cows, pasteurizing, and homogenizing, means it’s not unprocessed.) I argue that skimming off half (or nearly all) of the fat crosses the bar to “processed,” but even if you don’t draw that line where I do, it’s still more processed. And just on general principles, I generally assume that less-processed food is better than more-processed food.
But with full-fat dairy you don’t have to go by general principles. We have multiple studies over years and years that show unequivocally that it’s healthier food.
And, I guess, now we have another.
Ten years ago, instead of taking Jackie out to a restaurant and sitting with a bunch of other couples wanting to overpay to order off a “special” Valentine’s Day menu, I decided it would be more fun to cook her my own little feast.
As my inspiration, I reached back to October, 1991, and the very first meal I ever cooked for her. (She was threatening to go home because she was tired, and I said, “No! Stay here! I’ll fix dinner! You can just take a nap and I’ll do everything!”)

Some of the details have varied (the flourless chocolate cake was new maybe 4 years ago), but rock cornish game hens and long-grain and wild rice have always been there.

Me, thinking about how to season today’s fjord trout: Cumin and turmeric and maybe Kashmiri chili powder or hot smoked paprika? One of these days I’ll cook fish without cumin, but today is not that day.
Jackie: Why would you cook anything without cumin? I mean, maybe something… Maybe brownies?
Me: I dunno. Brownies with cumin sound awesome. Maybe spaghetti sauce?
Jackie: I dunno. Spaghetti sauce with cumin sounds pretty darned good.
So, I guess we’re just going to go on putting cumin in everything, until we think of something it doesn’t go in.

The brats aren’t cooking quite as fast as I’d expected, probably because I didn’t do a great job of getting the bed of charcoal burning evenly.
But soon it’ll be time to put the veggie skewers on anyway.

For years now I’ve been fixing the same little feast for valentine’s day: rock Cornish game hen, Uncle Phil’s long grain and wild rice, and flourless chocolate cake.
It’s inspired by the very first meal I cooked for Jackie, just a few days after we started dating.
This year I made numerous mistakes in timing and measuring—kinda weird, since I slept so well last night. Fortunately, a modest amount of scrambling and fixing managed to make everything come out delicious!

A couple of days ago Jackie braised some wild-caught venison, and today there was just a bit left that she included in some fried rice that she served as a side dish along with the wild-caught sockeye salmon that I cooked (cumin and zaatar as seasonings).
No pics, but trust me: A lovely and very wild main meal of the day.