Chocolate Mousse

What follows is a true story. It really happened, and you should draw your own conclusions.

Many years ago, my daughter and I ventured out on a snowy evening in January and brought home the sweetest, gentlest, eight-week-old Labrador Retriever puppy. We named our new chocolate lab Mousse. Mousse played ball; Mousse cuddled with the children; Mousse helped me weed the garden; Mousse stole food from the kitchen table when she thought no one was looking; Mousse hung out with the chickens and enjoyed visiting with our friends and neighbors, both human and canine. Mousse became family, and all was well.

When Mousse turned ten years later, I noticed that her coat wasn’t quite as shiny, and she was starting to get some dandruff. We decided to begin adding canola oil to the duck-and-potato kibble that Mousse had been eating since she was two. Why canola? We picked canola oil primarily for the economics. It seemed silly to buy high-quality oil for a dog, even Mousse. I wasn’t exactly sure how I felt about canola, but it seemed a reasonable compromise. And why duck-and-potato kibble? It turned out to be the most reliable way to get rid of the chronic ear infections from which she suffered when she was little.

After a few weeks of canola oil, the dandruff began to disappear and Mousse’s coat became shiny again. She was getting older, though, and definitely a little stiffer, especially in the mornings.

Then there was a big sale at the supermarket and we decided, on a whim, to try corn oil instead of canola. Just like with the canola oil, we poured a couple tablespoons of corn oil on Mousse’s kibble every day. Within days, she was so stiff that she could barely propel herself up and out in the mornings. Climbing stairs became out of the question. We were horrified. This situation called for drastic action.

We switched immediately to olive oil, hoping it would help her joints heal, and that is exactly what happened. Within a couple weeks, her joints were flexible again. She was rising easily in the mornings, and she didn’t seem to be in pain anymore. We were thrilled. It felt like magic. Although she didn’t heal completely — she no longer climbed the stairs to the second floor, for example — she was, for the most part, back to normal. 

At this point, we switched back to canola oil, promising ourselves never to use corn oil again. But what happened next shocked us: Within just a few days, Mousse’s joints began to stiffen up again. Though it was not as dramatic as it had been following the addition of corn oil to her diet, it was clear to us that things were worsening once again. We went back to the olive oil, and once again she healed. We gave the canola another try, and once more she became stiff. We returned to the olive oil, once and for all.

Here is what you need to know about products like corn oil. Corn oil is high in omega-6 fatty acids, which are strongly pro-inflammatory. Just as we need omega-3’s to reduce inflammation in our bodies, we need omega-6’s to cause inflammation, to help our immune system fight foreign invaders. It’s a balance, which we get exactly right when we eat corn on the cob, whole-grain corn meal, and the like. It’s the same scenario with soybean oil: Edamame, tofu and miso provide exactly the right balance of omega-6’s and omega-3’s, but commodity-based seed oil products, like corn oil, soybean oil, “vegetable” oil and, most especially, cottonseed oil, are sky-high in the omega-6’s that increase inflammation.

Until this experience with our beloved chocolate Mousse, I reserved judgment on “canola” oil, an acronym of sorts derived from CANadian OiL Association. But not anymore. Whatever canola oil is, it no longer has a place in my kitchen. And I no longer wonder if corn oil is having a negative effect on the health of my friends and patients — to me, the answer is clear.


We are Family: A Blessing on Their Heads

Today is a very special day for our family. Today our nephew will marry his beloved, and she happens to be the daughter of old friends of ours. His parents are thrilled, and hers the same. For us, this remarkable and happy coincidence is nothing short of miraculous. So I share this post in honor of the marriage of our nephew, our new niece, and the new home they will create together. Today I want to share — from a medical standpoint — just a few of a great many things I have learned about friends, family, and the magic effects of kindness, love, and support. Continue reading


Set an Intention

These are not easy days, to say the least. But one thing that really helps me is to start each day by setting an intention.

What does that mean? Well, I might say to myself, “Today, I will take a few deep breaths.” Or, “I will keep my eyes on the road.” Or, “I will be kind to myself.” Intentions can be abstract or concrete. They can help you study, close your eyes, or stretch your arms to the ceiling a couple of times a day. They can let you stay in bed, ask for a back rub, take a long bath. Intentions are multi-purpose, which is an essential part of their charm. I weave them into the fabric of my days, and they make my weeks more interesting, resilient, even productive. The possibilities are endless. Continue reading


Trust Your Gut

We’ve got a big problem in this country: we have lost the ability to listen to our own bodies. We eat things that make us feel sick, but we don’t make the connection. 

We discount how we actually feel in favor of how we think we should feel, at least according to the latest nutrition claims and advertising on that box of “Frosty-0 Jumbos” or “Specialized Healthy Nutrient-Brand.” [I made up these names in case you couldn’t tell.] Here we have an entire country filled with people who feel kind of sick, for one reason or another, and have no idea why. That’s pretty wild all by itself, but it’s just half the story. The other half of the story is that we continue to accept as dogma all kinds of food-related information, even in the face of significant evidence to the contrary. We experience distressing symptoms, and then ignore them. Continue reading


When My Friend Bob Turned His Health Around

A while ago, I ran into my old friend Bob, and I was delighted to see a much slimmer, trimmer, happier-looking guy than I had seen the previous time. He and I had had a conversation about six months earlier, and I had suggested increasing the protein in his breakfast, and switching out the soda for unsweetened iced tea. That’s all. We hadn’t talked since. Continue reading


Can a Simple Bowl of Fruit Heal Us?

“We must learn to live together as brothers and sisters. If not, we will perish as fools.”  —Congressman John Lewis on July 8, 2016.

The events of the past week have shaken me, like many, and I don’t feel much like talking about food. Today I want to talk about something else. Like most important lessons, I have learned this one the hard way.  Continue reading


Be Here Now

“Be here now” is what Thich Nhat Hanh says. I think about that sentence a lot. It grounds me in the present and keeps me here, no matter what I’m doing, No matter when and where I’m doing it. Not there, not then, but here and now. For a long time I thought of “Be Here Now” as “be HERE now.” Sometimes “be here NOW.” But last week, for the first time, I heard myself think “BE here now.” Notice: Thich Nhat Hanh said BE here now, not DO here now. Continue reading



Keep Your Enemies Closer

Yesterday morning I looked down and saw a tiny ant crawling along the inside of my left elbow. I felt an urge to flick it away, but not to squash it. Keep your friends close and your enemies closer, I thought.

Researchers have discovered that the communities of microbes living in the guts of normal-weight individuals differ significantly from those in the guts of obese individuals. Researchers are also finding evidence to suggest that some common autoimmune diseases (like asthma) may result from decreased early exposure to bacteria, viruses, and other microorganisms that, in previous centuries, would have primed our young and immature immune systems, and protected us—later on—from these sometimes devastating autoimmune diseases. 

The extensive use of broad-spectrum antibiotics in beings of all kinds, including both humans and livestock, is being linked to a myriad of consequences, including severe secondary infections like C. dificile colitis, against which we might ordinarily be protected by the community of healthy bacteria harbored in a normally functioning gut.

You might say that the bugs are our friends. Maybe not that, but they are certainly our neighbors.

When my children were young and felt ravaged by the latest cold virus, I explained that it was helping them to grow their “antibody library,” which would be protect them as they grew. We strengthen the bugs and they strengthen us. We occupy the same space. We are not at war. We inhabit their world, and they inhabit ours.

Why does an obese individual’s gut harbor a different community of bugs? I am going to guess that one aspect may have something to do with what those bugs are fed. Perhaps if we feed them real food, the ones that work with us will thrive. And maybe if we feed them ultraprocessed, food-like items, the ones that work against us thrive, and the good neighbors cannot survive. Other bugs have moved in to take their place.

Have you ever made a project with papier mache? The recipe for papier mache, consisting of just flour, water, and salt, results in a glue that dries rock hard. You can count on that. Why does paper mache last so long? Simply put, it doesn’t disintegrate because bacteria don’t eat it. I am not sure what white flour does to the neighborly bacteria in our guts, but I will never be convinced that it nourishes them. Being fed bread and water puts me in mind of prisoners in solitary confinement.

The bugs in our gut are related to our health in every way we can imagine, and a great many more than that, I suspect. That’s why I recommend that you keep your microbiological friends close and your enemies closer. They may not be enemies at all.