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Now initially you might think you don't need or even want to know aboutbutyrate (ˈbjuːtɪˌreɪt) noun,
any salt or ester of butyric acid, containing the monovalent group C3H7COO- or ion C3H7COO–, and when you then bumped into this, having first found out it is in butter, you might well panic:
Examples of butyrate in a Sentence
Recent Examples on the WebClear plastic screwdriver handles are usually made from cellulose acetate butyrate, a material developed in the 1930s.
— Roy Berendsohn, Popular Mechanics, "Why Do My Old Plastic Screwdriver Handles Stink?," 8 Oct. 2017But then you would realize that lately it has had a great rise in reputation and helps maintain your biodome and aids in the production of key neurotransmitters that help both our gut and our brains to work. Apparently we make it when bacteria in our bellies ferment high fibre carbohydrates, but it is also, and here is the punchline, found in butter! The highest food source for it. I am relieved, and think I will just butter up everything!
At least these verbose scientist think so:
The neuropharmacology of butyrate: The bread and butter of the microbiota-gut-brain axis?
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Happy Thanksgiving to my American friends … hard to know where to begin, but easy to know where to stop: Best wishes.
Sailing to Georgian Bay’s North Channel in our 1995 Corsair F-31
To get things started, here’s our route from start to finish, much of the track laid down by the GPS, and some of it added by hand. When you are travelling, places become like characters and so like any good mystery … Continue reading
Now that they have knocked down the house right behind us … I really would rather be sailing the F-31
Or should I say Osprey? I still think that is my favourite of all the names we have thought of, and I am beginning to have trouble walking past all the dreadful puns at the sailing club, and cannot in … Continue reading
Happy Dominion, oops, Canada Day!
As we bathe in red and white, and feel supremely lucky to call Canada home, let me just say: Won’t get fooled again? Meet the old boss, same as the new boss? “We will remove marijuana consumption and incidental possession … Continue reading
La vie de l’eau and c’est la vie, Minnicog Queen …
My in-laws purchased the Catalina 22′, which they named the Minnicog Queen* [because the Queen did come to Minnicog, well Penetanguishene which is close enough, and my pop in-law wrote a book called The Queen Comes to Minnicog, and it all … Continue reading
Tryptophan, serotonin, microbes and mood …
Good Saturday. That was a busy week for a limpet like me, and here is a weird anecdote/book review from said week, but it surely did happen to me. I have just finished listening to a book called Brain Maker by Dr. … Continue reading
Yum, stigmata …
I can just feel a rant coming on. Why in the name of all that isn’t holy do people hand over their lives to religious leaders? Who in their right mind would buy chocolate shaped like Jesus on a cross? … Continue reading
Four years … to get bacq on a bicycle …
Four years ago, four interesting Februarys ago, we went on what proved to be, and we suspected, a last family trip with my mum, to the Turks and Caicos. A lot of things hadn’t happened then, one of them being … Continue reading
Flora, fauna and me … a photo update from the Bahamas
The Bahamian Mockingbird, which one elusive source introduced by saying that if you thought you had fifteen birds outside your window, you probably had a mocking bird, and they were right: I haven’t identified these yet, but I sure wish I … Continue reading
Sticking my head in the sand, and contemplating the ethereal …
I have undoubtedly written about this before, and probably equally inarticulately, because it is very much a thought in progress and almost more an emotion than a thought. Can we somehow evolve without having to dwell endlessly on the mistakes … Continue reading
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