I'm writing to you from sunny Aruba, and is it gorgeous
here! I'm sitting by the lagoon-style pool, it's about 95
degrees and breezy.
Oooh! A little lizard just ran across my feet.
My husband Mike and I came here 12 years ago for our
honeymoon, and now we've returned "family style" with our
10 year-old son Mickey.
We had dinner last night at a seafood restaurant on the
beach. It was perfect--The sun was just setting over the
Atlantic Ocean and the sky was glowing pink and blue, just
like a postcard.
Our waiter (Oscar) came to take our order. I ordered the
catch of the day, a luscious grilled salmon. Oscar told me
what the choices were for side dishes. Unfortunately, none
of them were a good mix with the fish. (As in, they would
cause me tremendous pain.)
But he was happy to oblige my request for a different
side-dish.
The same scenario played out when Mike ordered his seared
Chilean sea bass and Mickey ordered his roast chicken.
By now Oscar was getting a little curious as to why we
were so particular about our side dishes, and politely
asked me if our family was on a special diet of some sort.
I said no, and told him that we just eat in the way that
works with how the body digests different foods.
Oscar raised his eyebrows in a "Huh?" sort of way. It was
the same expression I've seen on hundreds of people who
have no idea that the body was meant to be fed in a certain
way.
I grinned and explained that the human body uses specific
enzymes to digest different foods. When you eat foods that
require similar enzymes for digestion, your stomach has an
easy time and everything runs smoothly.
However, when you eat all different types of foods
together without any thought as to how the body digests
them, conflicting digestive enzymes mix and end up
canceling each other out in the stomach.
And digestion basically hits a brick wall.
Oscar looked really surprised and asked, "Then what
happens?"
I told him that now the stomach's panic button has been
hit and it tries to secrete acid to get digestion going
again. But since that bad food mix is still in there,
digestion gets halted again.
I said that this process can go on for 8-10 hours or more.
While it's happening, the stomach is filling with acid and
the food is rotting, fermenting and putrefying.
Oscar said, "Sounds like someone's getting sick" and he
was exactly right.
As that blob of food is rotting in all that acid, you get
pain. Gas galore. Fiery acid rising up in your throat.
Heartburn. Cramps. Rock-hard beach-ball bloating.
Holy cow! Another lizard just went by--a huge one this
time! Kind of reminds me of the veloceraptors in Jurassic
Park.
Back to my story. I told Oscar that all that acid ends up
destroying the nutrients in your food, so since your body
hasn't been nourished, the hunger signal is triggered and
you feel hungry again--Even though your stomach is still
chock-full of that now rotting food.
And heaven help you if you reach for a snack or dessert at
this point because you'll start the acid cycle all over
again.
I explained to Oscar that when that poorly digested food
eventually reaches the intestines, it doesn't proceed "down
the road" very easily either. Instead you get
constipation, diarrhea, cramps and more gas.
Oscar said, "You know, I talk to a lot of guests here at
the restaurant. They complain about their heartburn or
stomach problems. They say they have to stay away from
spicy foods. They pop their antacids at the tables. But
no one, NO ONE has ever talked to me about a solution. And
what you're saying makes so much sense."
Needless to say, I told Oscar about Great Taste No Pain
- http://www.greattastenopain.com
and how it makes correctly combining your foods so easy,
even a 10 year-old can do it. (My son does.)
I told him that the GTNP system has guides that explain
how the stomach works (in everyday language that's easily
understood), plus they tell you what to eat with what, so
meal planning is a snap.
There's also a guide that tells you what foods create acid
and what ones take it away, to naturally help keep acid low
in your body.
Plus there's a restaurant guide that fits in your wallet
like a credit card, so you'll never have another pain-
filled meal in a restaurant again.
Oscar said he was honored to be in the company of an
author (Actually, he was one of the most pleasant waiters
I've ever known...Whenever he came our table, he always
started out with, "Hello family!") and would pass the word
to all his guests who complained of stomach problems.
I smiled, thinking of all the people who would eventually
be helped because of Oscar's true concern for his
guests...and because of Great Taste No Pain.
To your health,
Sherry Brescia
PS: Time to jump in the pool now. I'll keep writing to
you from Aruba as we enjoy our sunny, pain-free vacation
over the next week. Till next time!
