Stanley Tucci by califrayray, on Flickr

If I were to make a movie, there are certain actors that would be my first choice. Stanley Tucci is one of them. When I think about his ability to disappear into a role and make it his own, I’m amazed. I remember seeing him first in “thirtysomething,” a TV show I watched every week. But it was his portrayal of Lucky Luciano in “Billy Bathgate” that really got my attention. I saw him again and again in small roles in “Mrs. Parker and the Vicious Circle,” “It Could Happen to You,” and “The Pelican Brief.” His role in “Big Night” next to Tony Shaloub was painfully sweet, and his slick but evil “trust me” character in the television series “Murder One” was very complex.

I could go on for pages, but I’ll spare you and fast-forward to “Julie and Julia” in which he plays the patient, loving, silently-strong husband of Meryl Streep’s Julia Child. He is earning critical acclaim for this role, and not only on the coattails of Ms. Streep and Amy Adams.

In a recent interview with Brad Balfour at the Huffington Post, the following exchange takes place:

Q: What would you have asked the people you played in this film if you had the chance?

ST: I’d like to ask them how they lived so long eating what they ate. I’m convinced that they both had two livers. I’d just be curious.

I had to laugh when I read his response because it is a common response to the real food diet espoused by the dietary guidelines of the Weston A. Price foundation. Many people are shocked by the amounts of saturated fat, cholesterol and dairy in the guidelines, but don’t read on to the details of the recommendations.

It’s saturated fat from grassfed herbivores, not herbivores fed inappropriate diets and held in captivity with no light or fresh air. It’s not just cholesterol for the sake of cholesterol, it’s eggs from pastured chickens on grass, synthesizing vitamin D in their own bodies and passing it down to their progeny without the need for prophylactic antibiotics. It’s not just dairy, it’s raw milk, unpasteurized, fresh, from trusted sources who know what they are doing.

Take a copy of Nourishing Traditions to a mega-grocery-store and purchase eggs to consume raw, dead milk from which to ferment kefir, ultrapasteurized cream to make creme fraiche, and antibiotic-laden meat to consume regularly and occasionally raw, and you have a nutritional and culinary recipe for disaster. Absolutely, eating eggs is important, and if pastured isn’t available, a grocery store egg is better than none, but there is no way I’d recommend anyone eat one raw!

To me, the dietary guidelines of WAPF require careful consideration, thought and planning and not a laissez-faire attitude toward food. The good news is, once you’ve acquired the knowledge and made the leap from CAFO to grassfed, ultrapasteurized to raw, processed to fresh, the learning curve smooths out considerably.

Mr. Tucci, you don’t need two livers to eat the traditional diet of your forebears. You don’t even need an extra trip to the gym. You’re already a food-lover, would you be interested in a role as an advocate promoting real food? Have your people call my people. Let’s do lunch.

This post is part of Fight Back Fridays, hosted by Food Renegade.

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