I’m not going to say I think cardiologists know what they’re talking about, but in the matter of no sodium/extremely low sodium in the diet I believe they’re correct in spite of the fact they said it. I’d always thought if a person didn’t eat canned goods and didn’t salt his food he was on a low sodium diet. But when I left the hospital they handed me a sheet of paper and took the trouble to read it to me as though I couldn’t read it for myself.
2000 mg. 2 grams of sodium per day these people were unsmilingly demanding I confine myself to. And they sent along a list of food items in one column and how much salt each contained per one-measure-or-another.
I could see with one eye these ivory tower quacks didn’t know what they were talking about. Heck, I’m betting there’s never been a day of my life when I wasn’t fasting when I didn’t consume more than two grams of salt.
So when I arrived back at Jeanne’s I slouched toward low sodium, waved the bloody flag at it, but was completely reasonable. Non-fanatic, not any sort of no-salt extremist anyone need fear. And noticed a rapid decline in my physical capabilities concurrently.
You all know by now I enjoy messing around cooking and experimenting with food preparation in sometimes bizarre ways. And since I was losing my ability to walk any distance, I figured what the hell? Jeanne got me a couple of books from the library on no salt and lowest sodium cooking, and I began concocting all manner of experimental food with no salt, or so little salt as to pass for none. 2 grams? Ha! I spit on 2 grams! 1 gram until I get this down pat.
Cilantro! Onion powder! Tomato powder! Lime juice powder! Molasses. Garlic. Dill. These are the soldiers, the legions of the war against salt.
Began making chips from steamed sticky rice rolled down thin and baked. Made the best catsup I’ve ever eaten in my life from tomato powder, lime juice powder, molasses and rice vinegar. Made an absolute jewel of guacamole with garlic, green onion, jalapeno, avocado, tofu, and cilantro. Deeeeelicious!
Made a soy sauce alternative from black strap molasses and vinegar, along with a few other spices.
And after a couple of days of less than two grams, yesterday I walked to the end of the block and back, one-way being an uphill grade. Didn’t get knocked to my knees by my top-kick drill instructor, either.
So I doubt those cardiologists know what the hell they’re talking about, but sometimes even a blind hog finds an acorn. A person doesn’t have to know what he’s talking about to be correct.