Today on the Menu: PLACENTA AND OTHER ICKY STUFF.
Today I made a startling discovery. I found out that placenta–as in the connective tissue between a mother and a fetus and that comes out of a women after she gives birth in an icky, bloody, and disgusting mess–can make for an actual meal. Yeah, as in you can cook it in the oven, season it with salt and pepper, and serve it for dinner.
Or, if you’re squeamish, you can turn it into a pill and start popping those bad boys January Jones style!
Now, barf-factor aside, some people are indeed claiming that eating your own afterbirth is actually a nourishing and “calming” experience. Others, of course, are calling the whole thing out as a pointless fad which actually leads to nowhere. And, really, it’s pretty difficult to actually lay claims on the fact of whether or not this new “eat thyself” trend is actually useful or even necessary.
I mean, sure, almost every mammal on the planet eats their own placenta and I’m sure that, sometime along our own evolutionary curve, we have as well. But, uhm, haven’t we evolved past that evolutionary phase by now? My mom seems to have had me and my siblings without so much as tasting a sliver of her own placenta (Yekh!) and we all turned out okay. Just sayin’.
So is eating your placenta (basically your own innards) such an insane thing to consider? I guess not. Are there other, more evolved and clinically tested alternatives available to those of us who find the whole idea way too stomach-churning to handle (RIGHT HERE)? Of course.
Is there anything wrong, unnatural, or harmful with choosing to go either way? Absolutely not.
Although you might want to think twice about taking maternity advice from celebrities. I mean, sure, January Jones pops placenta pills but Alicia Silverstone feeds her child like a freaking bird.
All my love!
