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Guess who is going nuclear?

One of the more “interesting” things about moving to Ontario is the aspect of nuclear power.

Got this box in the mail today – addressed to the occupants at this address.


It was handed to me to open (all the mail with no specific name on it is mine apparently.)  Inside was this:


A pen (you might need one during the meltdown!), a fridge magnet and a booklet.  Does anyone else remember that comedy shortfilm by the National Film Board (at least I think it was) about a nuclear attack?  I remember lines about “extinguishing all smoking materials and get under the refrigerator” and “putting your head between your knees and kissing your ass goodbye”?

This was the inside cover of the box:


Not really sure how convenient this box would be… where would you stash it?  That drawer in the kitchen with all the other stuff? On top of the fridge that no one can see?  In the pile of “important papers” on the end of the counter that is now buried under the kids’ homework?

Just read that the pen is a flashlight too… and just about burned out my eyeballs!  That is bright!


Well… keep calm is a pretty standard step in an emergency.  Go inside, well… sure, wood frame homes will definitely keep out the radioactivity.  Radio, yep.  Maybe I could get in the car to listen to the radio?  That seems more pro-active – then I’ll be ready to evacuate.  And with my electric hybrid I won’t need to stop for gas!  Need to order those pills though.


Wonder if my thyroid medication would interact with the potassium iodide? Although, if they tell us to take the pills my low thyroid is probably not something I’d need to continue to worry about.


Hmm… 45 years without a serious accident at the Pickering plant which we are right next to.  I don’t know about you but… at 45 my knees were shot.

The red dot that I put on this next page is where we live… That’s about as close as you can get!


And no matter which way the wind blows… well, we are in the middle!

In Northern Alberta I just worried about the local mill catching fire (again) or a train derailment or a plane crash or snowmaggedon.  In town I was not close enough to oil production to worry about an explosion or gas leak.

Oh well… guess there are risks everywhere.  I may need to make myself an aluminum suit to go with my tin foil hat though.

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How the heck is this allowed?

I am used to buying milk and cream that is, well, milk and cream.  Since I switched to LCHP/HF I only use whipping cream.  In Alberta the cream just contained “cream” and was either 33 or 35% milk fat.

When I arrived in Ontario I started having stomach issues.  It didn’t occur to me that it was the CREAM causing them.

I stopped eating pre-shredded/grated cheese because cellulose was added to it as anti-clumping agent. I don’t digest cellulose very well – humans aren’t meant to eat wood.

So imagine my surprize when I read the label on the whipping cream my sister had bought…

The packaging says “real whipping cream 35% m.f.” – so wouldn’t you assume this would simply be, oh say… CREAM??

Whipping Cream

And… the ingredients:
Cream, milk skim milk powder, carrageenan, mono and diglycerides, cellulose gum, polysorbate 80, sodium citrate.

WTF Neilson???  And it isn’t just this brand!  We started reading labels on all the milk and cream and pretty much EVERY retail brand contains some of these additives.  Some even have added dextrose!

I should have twigged when the cream had an expiry date that was two months off, but I really didn’t read it.

I found the closest grocery store carries a brand of organic cream which doesn’t have the additives but it is $7 a pint and doesn’t taste like the cream I am used to.  So I did a bit of research and found out that a specialized organic dairy supplies a health food store locally – so I checked in with them.  They get a delivery every two weeks and you need to pre-order, so I set-up a standing order.  Same price as the other, but it comes in a glass bottle (flashback to my childhood!) and is very thick (almost lumpy!) and tastes divine.

I could never figure out why the LCHF/Keto sites were always specifying “organic cream” when cream was cream.  Guess I now know why.

I’ve started carrying my reading glasses to shop now!  Have to read ALL the labels, all the time.  Even pork rinds for crying out loud!!  Sheesh.