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And since that grand holiday of Mother's Day recently passed, my ears were buzzing with phrases like "pamper Mother, she deserves it."  And during the rest of the year, young mothers are urged to treat herself every once in a while... after all, she does some hard work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this concept of treating yourself, because you deserve it, is not just a motherhood thing - it extends to just about everyone.  Workers treat themselves to Happy Hour.  And at the end of the day, American diners treat themselves to dessert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's this conversation I've had more than once with my mother.  It's usually about food and around the general idea that it's OK for me to go spend a little more money on food I like so I can eat more.  I remember when I graduated from college and started working at a start-up in Austin, she told me that I should eat better and eat out more.  Now that I'm done with school and working hard, she said, I can afford to and deserve to spend more money on food.  Eat better.  Eat healthier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure.  Who wouldn't agree that a hard working person deserves a little splurge now and then, right?  Or maybe not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've come to learn that the US society is made up of a lot of people who believe they deserve and they expect and they are entitled to good things.  But are we really?  What makes us so deserving?  What makes ME so deserving?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biblically speaking, I believe that we are made in the image of God.  Does that make us privileged?  No, that makes us blessed.  Or maybe you don't believe in God.  You were born to parents or a parent.  Does that make you privileged?  Well, not necessarily.  You were given life, and that is a blessing, but it doesn't automatically make you privileged to anything in particular.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If this is true, then what would my life be like if I really lived like I'm NOT entitled or deserving?  Would I be more grateful of what I have?  Would I waste less and want less?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30757870-6202938536963766526?l=kingkongrahrahrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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Boeing will be laying off 10,000 people, and whatever my cheery supervisor says to me, I can't just sit idly and assume my job is safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chainwhip and I have already added some money saving items to our list, which has been growing since almost half a year ago.  We cut our free spending, pushed back our Hawaii vacation to next year, and pretty soon we'll be living cable-less and perhaps landline-less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But one change that has taken me the most effort is reducing our food bill.  I stopped buying breakfast at work which saves at least $15 a week, and Johnny stopped buying lunch around work.  That means, every morning, instead of hashbrowns, eggs and bacon or hashbrowns, bacon and donut (and coffee), I bring oatmeal, an apple, yogurt and tea.  That's good for my overweight coworkers who use to longingly berate my breakfast choices, but boy do I miss my morning pork fat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also clipping coupons and spending more time staring at those grocery store ads with teeny tiny photos of grocery items while simultaneously keeping a mental list of future meals and costs between stores.  It's tough, but Tuesday night I had $130 of groceries in my cart but saved over $40 with sales, coupons, double coupons pushing my bill to under $100.  Hooray!  But I still think a $100 grocery store trip is expensive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some KKRRR tips on saving on your food bills...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Cut the Starbucks.&lt;/span&gt;  I know you love your latte.  I know you're addicted to caffine.  But there are alternatives to feed your addiction like drip your own coffee or brew some tea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Cook cook cook.&lt;/span&gt;  Get off your lazy butt and bring your lunch and cook your dinner more often.  Not only will you spend less, but you can control what goes into your gut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Eat less meat.&lt;/span&gt;  This is a hard one for you carnivores, but meat is an expensive item, so if you cut down your intake to maybe once a day, then you'll save $$ plus you'll live a little greener.  Eggs are a good source of inexpensive protein.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Entertain by potluck.&lt;/span&gt;  Sure you'd like to be the generous host who serves everyone a spectacular prime rib roast dinner, but if it's going to set you back hundreds, then maybe you can do that roast and ask others to bring sides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Buy on sale and stock up on staples when sales are hot.&lt;/span&gt;  Plan your meals around the sale items and buy meat in larger quantities and freeze them in smaller portions.  Last week I bought a bevy of oatmeal (since I've upped my intake substantially) because they had buy one get one free deals.  Cha-ching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Pair down your organic food buys.&lt;/span&gt;  The benefits of organic food is high, but sometimes it might not be worth the cost.  Check out &lt;a href="http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/13737389/"&gt;this MSNBC article&lt;/a&gt; (particularly the &lt;a href="http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/13737389/page/2/"&gt;2nd page&lt;/a&gt;) to see if you can return to conventionally farmed foods for some items.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Buy generic.&lt;/span&gt;  You love your Honey Nut Cheerios, but I've found something better, Mom's Best Natural Honey Nut Toasty O's.  Try the other less expensive brands, and you can probably find something that meets or even exceeds your taste bud needs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Do you have any money saving food bill tips?&lt;/span&gt;  I'd love to save more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30757870-209455034906004556?l=kingkongrahrahrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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Probably because I don't remember what I resolve to do at the beginning of the year.  I think a couple of years ago I resolved to get into shape and that's why I have a rotting gym membership at LA Fitness.  It's a suspended account, so I'm not paying much monthly.  But still, i'm giving money away while my body withers like a wet tissue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I hurt my back three times on a little over a month.  First shoveling the deck, then picking up my baby off the floor, and more recently, putting my baby down in his bed.  For goodness sake!  It's not like I'm lifting our gargantuan solid oak dining table!  It just proved to me that my muscles and skeletal system are failing me in my daily routine.  And that is not acceptable because this bod needs to get me through a few more decades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this year, I'm going to cast away my wishful gym membership for a more realistic home workout program.  For Christmas, my brother gifted me the &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/York-City-Ballet-Workout-Vol/dp/B00008L3WX/ref=pd_bxgy_d_text_b"&gt;second edition of the New York City Ballet Workout DVD&lt;/a&gt;.  (I already have the &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/New-York-City-Ballet-Workout/dp/B000056MMR/ref=pd_sim_d_23"&gt;first DVD&lt;/a&gt;.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/41CHJCfCIjL._SL500_AA240_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 240px;" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/41CHJCfCIjL._SL500_AA240_.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51FTAVCNYKL._SL500_AA240_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 240px;" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51FTAVCNYKL._SL500_AA240_.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really like these ballet workout routines, but that's because I took ballet for 13 years.  THIRTEEN YEARS!  So that gives me a leg up on understanding the movements and awkward ballet positions.  The video work and lighting are both stunning. The dancers, are of course, perfectly beautiful, and it's a nice to move to classical music instead of pounding techno.  The routines are also fairly non-strenuous, certainly not very aerobic, so these DVDs are good for jump starting my new exercise habit... hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The downsides to this series is that the first DVD has some instructional mistakes and one routine is missing the second side.  Also, for the ballet beginner, the workout might be somewhat frustrating or intimidating.  The movements aren't all that difficult, but the form is challenging to emulate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also own a &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Yoga-Zone-Ultimate-Collection/dp/B00006SFKH/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;s=dvd&amp;qid=1232044214&amp;sr=1-1"&gt;library of yoga DVDs by Yoga Zone&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51S3W5H9DML._SL500_AA240_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 240px;" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51S3W5H9DML._SL500_AA240_.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a lot of conservative Christians out there who are leary about yoga for all the spiritual implications, but trust me, these DVDs do nothing to instigate the demons.  For example, they instruct you in yoga breathing, ujjayi, by telling you to breathe like Darth Vader.  Hmm, unless you consider Darth Vader a demon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The yoga set is nice for variety, the scenery is beautiful, and the instructors are appropriately calm, informal and instructive.  They also do a good job at giving alternative positions if you're not flexible.  Average flexibility is good to start with, but I doubt my parents, who think &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Leslie-Sansone-Pounds-Started-Calorie/dp/B000062XEI/ref=sr_1_3?ie=UTF8&amp;s=dvd&amp;qid=1232046951&amp;sr=1-3"&gt;Walk Away the Pounds&lt;/a&gt; is a great workout, would be able to do these routines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just last night I bought two Jillian Michaels kick-my-butt DVDs off of Amazon - &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Jillian-Michaels-Beginners-Frontside-Backside/dp/B000J10KN2/ref=pd_sim_d_7"&gt;The Complete Workout for Beginners - Frontside / Backside&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Jillian-Michaels-30-Day-Shred/dp/B00127RAJY/ref=pd_bbs_sr_1?ie=UTF8&amp;s=dvd&amp;qid=1232047132&amp;sr=8-1"&gt;30 Day Shred&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/41BK2V2ATNL._SL500_AA240_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 240px;" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/41BK2V2ATNL._SL500_AA240_.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51QlqI3yaOL._SL500_AA240_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 240px;" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51QlqI3yaOL._SL500_AA240_.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought these because of the rave review from a favorite blogger, Linda of &lt;a href="http://www.sundrymourning.com/"&gt;All &amp; Sundry.&lt;/a&gt;  She reviews 30 Day Shred on her workout site,  &lt;a href="http://www.bodiesinmotivation.com/2008/12/30-day-shred-dvd-review/"&gt;Bodies in Motivation&lt;/a&gt;, and on a Mom site called &lt;a href="http://www.workitmom.com/bloggers/milkandcookies/?p=732"&gt;Work It Mom&lt;/a&gt; where she also lists other favorite workout DVDs.  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The novel, &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Lake-Rescue-Beacon-Street-Girls/dp/1416964312/"&gt;#6 in the Beacon Street Girls Series called Lake Rescue&lt;/a&gt;, is about girls who take an outdoor adventure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My source for this study is a &lt;a href="http://www.parentdish.com/2008/10/07/books-are-good-for-body-as-well-as-brain/"&gt;Parent Dish&lt;/a&gt; post which sources &lt;a href="http://www.dailymail.co.uk/health/article-1069597/Reading-novel-help-obese-children-lose-weight.html"&gt;The Daily Mail&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some relevant questions you can ask yourself when you read these articles - although the articles don't answer all of these questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* What was the purpose of the study?&lt;br /&gt;* What is BMI and how is it an important indicator of health?&lt;br /&gt;* What percentage change in BMI is considered significant?&lt;br /&gt;* Why did the researchers choose this age group?&lt;br /&gt;* What are the relevant characteristics of girls?  Were they all obese?  And by what measurement?&lt;br /&gt;* How many girls were in this study?&lt;br /&gt;* Was there a control group of similar girls for comparison?&lt;br /&gt;* How did the researchers choose who got the book to read and who did not?&lt;br /&gt;* Were the control girls given anything to read?  Or nothing at all?&lt;br /&gt;* How many girls were compliant with reading the book?&lt;br /&gt;* What were the criteria in choosing the book Lake Rescue?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The UK newspaper article also mentions that this is a "prospective interventional study."  There are multitudes of types of medical studies, and understanding the different types will help you grasp the benefits and negatives surrounding the study at hand.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Prospective&lt;/span&gt; means that when that information gathered for this study has not yet happened in the girls lives when the study begins.  For example, I might ask someone to drink chicken soup the next time she gets sick so I can measure the effects of chicken soup on a cold.  In contrast, a &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;retrospective &lt;/span&gt;study gathers information that has already happened.  In that case, I would ask someone if they have ever drank chicken soup while they had a cold and how long it took for them to recover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;interventional &lt;/span&gt;study means the participants were given a specific treatment, in this case a book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope this helps, now go give your kids a healthy inducing book to read.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30757870-5332378997489554996?l=kingkongrahrahrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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I LOVE Hainan chicken.  You can watch his &lt;a href="http://video.on.nytimes.com/?fr_story=b8d56ad4ed3e16b32613c570fefac0a151aa6cb4"&gt;video&lt;/a&gt; or read the &lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2008/09/17/dining/17mini.html"&gt;article&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/7/71/Hainanese_Chicken_Rice.jpg/800px-Hainanese_Chicken_Rice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/7/71/Hainanese_Chicken_Rice.jpg/800px-Hainanese_Chicken_Rice.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Image from Wikipedia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had planned on testing out his recipe, but my brother beat me to it.  He said it didn't taste like the Hainan chicken he knew.  We both agreed that Bittman's recipe is probably too simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm still craving Hainan chicken rice.  Does anyone have a good recipe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAKING BACON&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I posted earlier about my recent food experience in relation to my new church small group.  Well, that baked potato dinner that we went to, I brought the bacon.  And instead of frying it up in a pan like I normally do, I decided to bake it.  I hear that's how the restaurants do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, you lay your bacon on a rimmed baking pan and stick it in a 400F oven for 10-15 minutes.  I decided to elevate the bacon on a cookie sheet to let the fat drip away from the bacon, but I think that increased my cooking time because the bacon came out a little more limp than I would like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While looking at drool inducing bacon photos, I happened upon a nice post on &lt;a href="http://blogchef.net/how-to-cook-crispy-bacon/"&gt;how to cook crispy bacon&lt;/a&gt; three different ways.  I'm drooling.  You should go just to see the bacon photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be baking bacon again this weekend for a retreat we'll be going too.  Hopefully the bacon will be crispier this time around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;DINNERS READY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dinnersready.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinners Ready&lt;/a&gt; is one of those places where you can go and assemble your meals to bring home and cook or freeze for later. It's not cheap, and you have to make a reservation for a time slot at their kitchen.  I wanted to try this concept out, but I never did find the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I Dinners Ready does take-out and delivery.  They do all the work and you just take home your meals or have them delivered to your home.  I can do that!  I can make an online order!  I can receive a delivery!  So I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ordered 6 meals, and I've cooked and eaten four of them so far.  Shrimp carbonara fettuccine, chicken &amp; spinach cannelloni, kalbi pork chops with stir fry vegetables, and Rocky Mountain flat iron steaks with baked beans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This isn't a cheap option.  I got 4-portion meals and they were really like 4 reasonable portions for about $25.  And remember you still have to cook the food.  I found that they seem to gift you with an overabundance of sauce or side dish while the meat portions are fairly small.  But then again you really shouldn't eat all that meat right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The organization of the food and the ease of cooking were both excellent.  The food is divvied into freezer bags, and each meal is contained in one or two gallon sized freezer bags.  It was really easy to store, freeze and thaw.  The cooking was simple and mostly clear, although I did use some discretion with the amount of sauce used for both the pasta and the stir fry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The taste was not bad.  They make decent home cooked dishes, but I wouldn't rate them as restaurant worthy.  Some of the dishes were overly sweet - kalbi pork chops and the stir fry sauce and the baked beans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would I buy again?  Maybe.  It was handy to have a complete pre-planned meal in my freezer, and it was fun to cook and anticipate the meal.  But it was also expensive and a crap shoot with taste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're want frozen meals without the preservatives or you're fairly new to cooking, Dinners Ready might be a good match for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for reading my food round-up.  Happy eating.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30757870-8665259337573602271?l=kingkongrahrahrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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In China, we actually had to live through a real snake oil pitch after a tour and hike through Huang San (Yellow Mountain).  They rubbed snake oil all over our legs and proclaimed that the reptilian extract could cure a litany of ailments.  Sha-right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The snake oil claim reminds me of how important clinical trials are in our understanding of what works to benefit our health and what does not.  In the epidemiology course I took a couple of years ago, we read about the different types of studies and why researchers would choose one over another.  There are a lot more subtleties to these studies than meets the eye, certainly a lot more than those marketing campaigns advertise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The NYTimes has a good article that boils down some of the principles of medical studies and clinical trials, &lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2008/09/30/health/30stud.html"&gt;Searching for Clarity: A Primer on Medical Studies&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The article states that there are three important principles when designing a study that will reach the medical truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Compare like with like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Cynthia Pearson, executive director of the National Women’s Health Network, has a favorite example of how easy it is to be fooled. Study after study found that women taking estrogen had less heart disease than women who did not. But, Ms. Pearson says, it turns out that women who faithfully take any medication for years — even a sugar pill — are different from women who don’t. The compliant pill-takers tend to be healthier, perhaps because they follow doctor’s orders."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When designing a study it is a laborious process to match outcomes appropriately so you can negate factors such as the one stated above.  A good study may ensure that the healthy will be compared with the healthy, or smokers with smokers, or young with young... etc.  Well, first they have to decide which of the millions of factors might actually require this kind of effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. The bigger the group studied, the more reliable the conclusion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This point involves a bit of knowledge about statistical analysis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"... the real result of a study is not a single number, like a 20 percent reduction in risk. Instead, it’s a range of numbers that represent a so-called margin of error, like a 5 to 35 percent reduction in risk. The larger the sample size, the smaller the margin of error. Small studies have large uncertainties in results, making it difficult to know where the truth lies."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we know that we'll never see margins of error advertised with the product claim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Consider the strength of the supporting evidence separate from the study&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The example given for this point is interesting.  A professor shows data to his students.  The data seems to indicate that the studied factor helps patients to overcome illness, though by a small margin.  By raising their hands, the students show that they believe the study, but when the professor revels that the factor is prayer, hands fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...there is no plausible scientific explanation of why prayer should have that effect. When no such explanation or evidence exists, the bar is higher. It takes more clinical trial evidence to make a result credible."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the next time you read a claim, like a certain yogurt will help you lower your cholesterol, think like a skeptic.  If it sounds too good to be true, then it probably is.  Or you can do your own fact finding.  Chances are the studies they use to make those claims are sitting in journals that may be accessible through the library.  Then you can have some fun reading.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30757870-5207883214901633077?l=kingkongrahrahrah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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