Most French believe that their diet contains all the nutrients for healthy living. While they also submit some of their chickens to the hell of battery living and perpertrate other abominations of industrial farming, they do eat a variety of seasonal vegetables and fruit which are mostly of excellent quality. I have yet to eat a French-grown fruit or veg which is tasteless; here they are either tasty or tastier.
And, they wisely eat duck, lamb, mutton: the meats of animals too clever or stubborn to submit to incarceration and hormonal adjustments. Fish is fresh from the morning's catch or, further inland, the day after; not fresh from Jurong Port meaning anything from ten to twelve days at sea under ice chips.
Wines, carefully monitored by the "appellation controlee" and free from harmful preservatives, are matched to the menu. Rushing through meals is thought uncivilized.
So, they have expended great effort to preserve their ancestral, pre-supplement, diet. They seem to live long and active lives with oldies still promenading down the boulevard arm in arm on sunny days. On balance, their claim of a healthful diet needless of supplementation seems plausible and epidemiologically valid.
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