Showing posts with label fda. Show all posts
Showing posts with label fda. Show all posts

Wednesday, May 13, 2009

Cheerios are no longer my anti-drug...


Is my baby Boozer on drugs?

He is according to the Food and Drug Administration, who today slapped the wrist of cereal-manufacturer General Mills for 'misrepresenting' their flagship breakfast cereal 'Cheerios' (which Boo munches by the tiny fistful.)

In a 'strongly worded' letter, they argued:
Based on claims made on your product's label, we have determined that your Cheerios Toasted Whole Grain Oat Cereal is a drug - your Cheerios product bears the following claim on its label:
  • "you can Lower Your Cholesterol 4% in 6 weeks"
This claim indicates that Cheerios is intended for use in lowering cholesterol, and therefore in preventing, mitigating, and treating the disease hypercholesterolemia. It may not be legally marketed with the above claims in the United States without an approved new drug application.
As a result of this appraisal, General Mills have been ordered to dial back their Cholesterol-reducing claims.

What grind my gears is that the FDA didn't demand this because General Mills weren't being honest about their product's potential to reduce Cholesterol ("Cheerios' health claims were not in question," the Financial Times argued.)

The Food and Drug administration had their nose out of joint because General Mills dared to market themselves as 'heart healthy' without first filing a drug application with the great, all powerful (and willfully corrupt) federal poombah known as the FDA.

The more I witness the shenanigans of federal bodies like the FDA and the FCC (who police radio and television broadcasts) the more I shake my head. Lobbyists are rife throughout both organizations and most of their decisions are politically (or financially) motivated.

The FDA's argument that Cheerios should be reclassified as a drug is just the latest strike in a campaign to stamp out any form of health or wellness product that isn't championed by pharmaceutical industry lobbyists (those FDA officials need their kickbacks, after all.)

Even now, they're attempting to have massage oil reclassified as a 'medical device' (for which, of course, you need FDA approval to market) and slap the 'drug' label on vitamins, herbs, supplements and even teabags.

This means natural, homeopathic products which offer real health benefits could be muscled out of the market entirely - to make way for artificial, patented drugs marketed by the pharma industry (which claim to do the same thing, but in a chemically altered form which they're allowed to patent.)

Of course I want dangerous supplements and products removed from the shelves (and the FDA has done well to get dangerous diet-drugs like ephedrine taken off the market) but I'm not convinced that this organization is motivated by purely altruistic reasons.

Some of the products they wish to ban offer cheaper, natural and more effective alternatives to modern drugs. Some of the modern drugs the FDA have approved are far more dangerous than some of the supplements we've been warned about:

For example, take anti-inflammatory Rofecoxib - marketed as Vioxx - which the FDA approved in 1999; it was still an 'approved' drug when manufacturer Merck pulled it from the shelves for causing kidney disease and heart arrhythmia.

Rather cynically, I've stopped trusting what the FDA tell us - I think the majority of their decisions are influenced by lobbyists and politicians, instead of the medical professionals we should be relying on.

And, as for Cheerios?

Well, whether this makes him a 'drug-addict' or not, Boo will still be allowed to eat them!

Tuesday, June 12, 2007

Roast Beef...

The great British tradition... Tina and I prepared it for the family the other night.

The best thing about American beef is the size and price - this 6lb roast cost only $12. And although it's a common misconception that American meet is riddled with hormones and steroids, FDA regulations actually control that pretty strictly. Chicken, for example, is completely free of that sort of thing.


Everything you need to make a great British roast is available, although we had to go to an organic market to buy the parsnips (which were big and delicious.) We did run into a major hurdle when I couldn't figure out the oven... I'm all up with the Imperial system when it comes to miles and inches and America's tiny little pint glasses... But Centigrade and Fahrenheit?

Our roast was slow cooked because I had it at 220 Fahrenheit rather than 220 Centigrade. Fortunately, as the photo proves, the roast came out delicious anyway.


And these big American ovens do make one thing easy - Yorkshire puddings! I finally, after years of practice, managed to make a half decent batch. The secret was in leaving the batter for a couple of hours, getting the pan and the oil smouldering, smoking hot and then shoving it into a really, really hot oven. They popped up beautifully and I'm confident they'll be even better the next time.

1 large egg
1/2 pint milk
1 cup flour
salt and pepper

Mix it all up really smooth and leave for a couple of hours.

Get a heavy muffin tin and add a tiny bit of oil (I used chicken fat) into each indentation. Place in a HOT oven (475 degrees) for about five minutes until the oil is smoking hot.

Add a generous gloop of mixture into each muffin hole (a little more than half full) and return to the oven as quickly as possible. Then LEAVE it for 20 minutes, not letting ANYBODY open the oven the have a peek (one thing the mother in law is very prone to.) If you loose the heat, the puddings won't pop up.

Take out when they're plump and crisp and golden - Robert is your Father's Brother!

Hopefully there will be a next time. Cooking was a lot of fun. So was the meal afterwards.

One of the nicest things about England was going to Sunday dinner with the Carruthers. Tina and I have ambitions to carry over the tradition of the good old Sunday roast to New Jersey. I wonder if it will catch on?