Everyone eats differently. Here in Bedfordshire, where we are staying temporarily, Low Fat everything is on the menu. Here there is a fear of FAT. Fat is BAD.
Fortunately, at home and amongst all our Furlong children (except one) we are all on virtually the same eating plans. So when we have an “event” all the food is acceptable to everyone else. None of us go anywhere near “low-fat” anything. NEVER buy anything “low-fat” is the rule. We, none of us, buy commercially prepared food. We don’t use oils like Rape, Sunflower, Soy or any other chemically altered stuff.
But, astonishingly, one of our children (meaning our grown up daughter, head of her own family now), sounds doubtful about the benefits of fat. Lurking in her fridge, there is the very strangely morphed, blue, thin, tasteless liquid called low-fat milk. There are strange mixtures with a vague resemblance to butter which they put on their commercially prepared bread.
It seems strange in this day of Internet, that people are following a way of eating that, to others, is scientifically not acceptable.