Reminds me of an episode of Dirty Jobs I was watching the other day. The intrepid Mike Rowe is talking to the Cracklin King Rocky Sonnier down on the bayou & asks what exactly cracklin is. Ole Rocky, he says (paraphrased) “It’s pig fat deep fried in pig fat - it’s 100% natural.”
Fall, nothing. With olestra in there it’s going to erupt out live Vesuvius in its prime.
And that may be part of the problem here; when olestra hit the market, much ado was made of how it “passed right through the digestive tract without being absorbed” (passed through, and how). Having heard that on one product that proved to have a few, unwelcome side-effects, some consumers are going to be primed to expect something similar with sucralose. They think they’ve been lied to once, so they must be being lied to again.
You know, like that old saying in Tennessee (or Texas, or Tennessee): “Fool me once, shame on — shame on you. Fool me — you can’t get fooled again.”
Well, as mounting evidence seems to suggest, fructose does appear to lead to dyslipidemia in sufficient quantities, perhaps significantly more so than sucrose consumption does. Neither is all that great for the well-fed individual, but fructose is quite possibly worse, pound-for-pound.
I find this disturbing - someone must have verified this by developing a process of recovering unaltered Splenda from human poo. Now that this process exists, there’s always the possibility it will be used on a massive scale. The implications are truly horrifying. :eek:
Well, the next time someone asks me if A) I consume Splenda, and B) they can have my shit for free, I’ll worry about this. But I wouldn’t worry much, as long as they did a good job of separating shit from shinola, so to speak. Unaltered means just that. Really, though, I can’t imagine this would be a viable means of getting cheap sucralose to market.
When I was a lass, we had a special little dish with a cover on it and a mini spoon that was kept in the china cupboard for my grandma. It contained her saccharin.
It was what she put in her coffee.
Yanno, it was suppose to cause horrific cancers and unimaginable deaths ( it may have.) All I know is that she lived to 95 with nary a sick day.
I find saccharin to be a bit bitter. I think I read somewhere that the “ability”, if that’s a good way of describing it, to perceive the bitter taste is heritable, and not everyone has said “ability”. Maybe your grandmother wasn’t a taster.