I read in this morning’s news that researchers in Portland, Oregon have discovered that xanthohumol, found in the hops used for making beer, can successfully turn off prostate cancer. This fits suitably with previous discoveries that lycopene, found in whole-tomato products such as pizza sauce, can also save men from prostate cancer.
As you probably know, its not a question of IF a man will get prostate cancer, but WHEN. So here’s the challenge for you, men: it will take the daily consumption of 17 beers and 4 large pizzas to get enough of these life saving ingredients.
Are you up for it? Are you with me? Shall we put an end to prostate cancer once and for all?
Stand up (if you can) and be counted. Its beer and pizza for me, and no surprise that I have a natural affinity for these substances. If anyone wants proof that there is a God, surely this must be it!
I heard about this yesterday. A brewer in Germany is already mixing up a batch with a lot more of the pertinent ingredient. As an ale drinker, my question is, which normal variety has the most anyway? My guess is IPA, because it tastes so hoppy, but I don’t know scientific-like.
Let’s face it, on 17 beers and pasta you will spend most of your time running to the little boys’ room. You need something substantial like pizza to improve retention for a more dignified exit from the room.
That’s not all its known for turning off.
Herbalists have long used hops as a neuroreproductive sedative.
If the Mrs. doesn’t mind something like that happening, go ahead and make it your cup of tea literally.
IPA would be a good choice – of course, you have access to fresh Sierra Nevada Pale Ale, which is the hoppiest brew around. We have Tupper’s Hop Pocket here, which is also pretty good.
I saw Art Donovan on the Tonight Show years ago. He’s a hall-of-fame American football player who’s also well-known for his appetite. There’s a place in Baltimore that has a 48" pizza named after him. So Jay asks him whether he’s ever thought about going on a diet, is he worried what all that beer and pizza is dooing to him. He said, “Gimme all the salami, some good bread, a few cases of beer and a bunch of pizzas, sit me down under a tree and let me eat and drink till I explode. I’ll die happy.”
Rolling this around in my brain trying to figure out what it might be, but I’m not really grasping it. A small part of me thinks it might not be a good thing.
If you’re ever out East, lemme know and I’ll give you some real (i. e., homemade) beer. Be aware that American megaswill is very light on the hops.
I had a friend from Pakistan. They had a law against recreational alcohol use (at least back then), but his father liked to drink. So he had a prescription from his doctor saying that he needed alcohol for medicinal use. I never quite got straight just what the diagnosis was.
I had another friend from Algeria. She said they were fine with alcohol use there, she just chose not to drink. She was susceptible to kidney stones. I told her about someone who also was who (really) was told to drink beer by his doctor. He got kidney stones every 2-3 years before he took up beer. No kidney stones for 15 years after he started. The Algerian woman still got them every couple of years. Fast forward awhile. She married a beer drinker, started imbibing herself, and bingo, no kidney stones after she got married.
I’m not advocating anything and not generalizing to alcoholic beverages in general, just pointing out that there ARE other medicinal uses for beer.
Neuroreproductive sedative = anti-aphrodisiac
and as I said, if the guys’ Mrs.’ don’t mind, the guys don’t need to take it in an alcoholic beverage. They can make an infusion of hops in hot water (about 20 minutes is the usual steeping time for a theraputic dosage) and drink it as a tea.
