Twenty years ago, no one had heard about omega-3s—we may have thought they were a type of car or a variety of Greek column. Now omega-3 (omega-3 fatty acids, that is) is a household word, considered good little guys that we can’t get enough of. As usual, however, the truth is more nuanced.
Friday April 1 was my husband’s ninetieth birthday, and among the many cards he received was one from our insurance agent, “In the year you were born. . ., ” containing a chart of prices now and then.