If the suggestion of an East China Sea Diet is unacceptable, how is the suggestion of a Mediterranean Diet reasonable?
Throughout Fat Fiction I couldn’t help but witness a metaphoric pendulum swinging from one extreme (American food-pyramid diet, low fat) to the other extreme (Ketogenic diet, full fat). My argument is that neither of the two (food pyramid or Keto) takes into account the middle dietary ground many people in the World, and North America, live by. I see a lot of human, social and eco-nomic benefit and sense in the moderate ways old cultures went about food and well being. A little bit of this, a little bit of that, all in moderation and nothing in excess – there’s some traditional wisdom here that we, the modern, ought to humbly re-explore, I think.
And so began a journey and a journal. I became a window to Bali and my life here for myself and readers. It wasn’t supposed to be like this; Greenspeak was meant to be a column on the environment. But those endless deadlines soon pushed me out of that box, and I began to expand my mandate to include my immediate, personal environment – my garden, my dogs, my staff, my pond, my street.