We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
The other day I went into my favorite Mexican restaurant, favorite because it doesn't serve the usual Americanized border food of just tacos and burritos but real(er) Mexican food. I had the goat meat soup, lifting with my hands the flesh covered bones to chew on. Mexican chicken soup is particularly tasty, so I suggested to the owner adding chicken feet to nibble on. He replied that it was also a favorite of his, we both remembering a restaurant in Ensenada that served it and was always packed with locals and foreigners (like my father and me, who like other poor people in our youth made good use of every part of the chicken), but has been displaced by tourist food for the nearby cruise ship port.
There's a post that is circulating that humorously and realistically describes the staples of immigrant Jewish foods. I grew up on them all, and delight when I make some of them or rarely find a restaurant that gets one right. My boys dig in and ask why they haven't had more of this. I joke that McDonalds is not named McDonaldwitz. Many complain that such foods are cardiac arresters. I just finished a series of extensive heart tests, the cardiologist surprised that my heart is much younger than I am.
Year ago, the radio personality Paul Harvey said that some study had found that cancers linked to diet tended to be higher among groups using lots of pepper, curry, and the like; and lower among Mormons and Orthodox Jews. His suggestion was that both groups tended to observe Old Testament dietary laws, i.e. kept Kosher. I have since thought of Kosher as being the world's first health food diet.
On another front, I am reminded of an episode of the TV program Barney Miller wherein Captain Miller, NYPD, is facing time in jail ordered by some ornery judge for contempt of court. A kindly old Jewish character who happens to be in the squad room -- a bit of an old rascal who has been on the inside himself once or twice -- picks up on Barney's foreboding and offers this knowing advice: "Tell the jailer you keep Kosher. You'll eat better."
And, as Gary Taubes notes in his superb books, fat is not lipogenic. Carbohydrates, on the other hand, will fill you blood with the worst sorts of lipids.
If the gummint ever bans bacon and butter I'm applying for a congealed carry permit.