Chicken Feet for the Soul…
WARNING: This post may trigger squeamish reactions in squeamish vegetarians. Or not.
I have a new addition to my morning routine.
And it involves chicken feet.
Here’s the full story…
Ever heard of Bone Broth? Apparently, it’s the new “wunderkind” in health circles. The latest healing elixir. The path to immortality (ok, that’s just me exaggerating) …
For a while now I’ve been noticing these two words popping up on various health news feeds. Everyone’s talking about it. And it made me curious.
So, I investigated.
Health gurus have joined hands in singing the praises of this golden liquid. With health benefits aplenty, it’s the new “healer of all evils”. Apparently.
There’s no science behind any of these claims of course. But then my days working in the glitzy world of pharmaceuticals a few decades ago put paid to any credence given to supposed scientific proof for me.
Yup, I learned that scientists can prove anything you want if you dangle enough moola in front of them.
These days I prefer to decide for myself. Based on how I FEEL.
And Bone Broth sounded intriguing.
I do a lot of running. Often in the heat. So the masses of minerals and heaps of collagen found in bone broth make sense. Right?
I thought so.
It’s super-easy to make too (BIG plus for me).
All you need is a slow-cooker. Water. A dribble of apple-cider vinegar. And bones. Lots of bones.
Here’s where it got interesting. Because different bones have different amounts of healthy goodies. So which ones to choose..???
I chose chicken feet. Yup, chicken feet.
Because chicken feet are dirt cheap and FULL of collagen. And who doesn’t want buckets of collagen coursing through their veins? Especially those of us on the other side of forty.
And that, dear readers, is how I came to starting each day with a healthy dose of chicken feet.
Or, more precisely, bone broth made from chicken feet.
So, has it fixed all my (sagging) evils, you ask?
Well, it’s early days. And I’ll keep you posted on the status of my wrinkle (yup, I only have one).
But here’s what I can tell you:
It FEELS good. My body LIKES it.
And for now, that’s enough for me.
It’s that simple.