Gordon Blair wrote:That's quite a story, Cécile! Lends anecdotal credence to the idea that sunchokes can provide serious human-available calories without breaking up the inulin into sugar first.
I have tried to acclimate to them, but perhaps it would need to be done more consistently and built up gradually.
Everyone's body is a bit different and that's a good thing as we can
adapt to very different climes and diets.
The magic word is "adapt". The diet of the Eskimos has to be very different than the diet of someone who live under the tropics or in the Sahara. The joke is that if we go to Mexico, we are likely to develop a serious case of diarrhea because 'their water is different'. The Vietnamese who came here had a lot of difficulty with our cows' milk.
A friend of mine had serious allergies and she went to Madison to see an allergist. The allergist found out that she was allergic to a host of things. The course of action was interesting: Stop all allergens except one. Take a minute amount of it; so small that it won't cause problems, and daily increase the dose until your body tolerates it. Then introduce another allergen and repeat. She is now allergy-free. (It did take 3 years, though.)
Long story short, most of us will *adapt* to every allergen if it is introduced
slowly. The dinosaurs disappeared quickly because the conditions changed much too rapidly for them to adapt.
Some species disappear, others appear, but we keeps living, procreating...changing imperceptibly from one generation to the next, but still going strong.
(Humans, with their superior intelligence are probably the only one that can mess that up).
I have a book by Ed Yong called "I contain multitudes" . The man looks too young to have found this much wisdom, but he's impressive!
https://youtu.be/aye91D0oTTw?si=HpNwBfUeI8WO6_aE
The author states that we actually are not individuals completely distinct from our surroundings:
In the air we breathe, the water we drink, the foods we eat, we invite a myriad of tiny critters within us. (Take that, Howard Hughes!)
Some pass through, others make themselves at home and live, procreate and die in our bodies. We are a giant incubator for them. Our colon is their cemetery.
We are a
colony of parasites, a biomass of tiny critters living more or less harmoniously with each other in our entire bodies. This system, which we call our "digestive system" is in fact a great composting machine, and the process of digestion should be better called "the putrefaction system". (But we are too dainty/ civilized to admit it!)
This book made more sense to me than anything else I have read about how our body functions...