Green Foods: Phyto-Foods for Super Health Book

Review A

Near the beginning of this book, Block contacts a nutritionist for professional guidance in evaluating what to change about the way her family eats. After 'five minutes of awkward conversation' the nutritionist says that she doesn't want to work with Block basically because organic food is elitist, and it doesn't make a nutritional difference - and focusing on it is not just a nutritional waste but an affront.
Block remarks to the reader that, upon reflection, this nutritionist was with an organization funded by the FDA, and she should have expected no better. (Though Block suggests this nutritionist might not be such a sycophantic crank if she weren't eating 'too much sewage sludge', a fair-enough reminder of some egregious conventional farming practices but rhetorically unnecessary ad hominem.)

I can't point too many fingers here: I too should do a little more research before delving in to work supported by foodstuff charlatans: It was only after I became disgusted by this book, throwing it down on the couch where it landed on its front cover, exposing the back cover reviews, that I noticed who endorsed it.
Who? Representatives from huge-scale foodstuff companies. Certified Organic foodstuffs, sure, but still, complete with megacorporate interests, lobbying power, and nutrition-policy arm-bending. (I don't need to snark about what kind of sludge Block might be getting too much of, because she tells you herself.)

Review II

If you eat 10 pounds of organic, fat-free candy, you will feel sick. If you read 10 chapters of this book, you will likewise feel sick.

Review 3

I told my spouse "I'm not even sure how to write a review of this book without sounding so berserk that no one will take my critique seriously." He offered a few ideas, all of which were funny but none of which I can remember because my brain was still flooded with original rage.

And Now, Alas, Some Sludge

The most maddening part of the whole book (and it was hard for me to pick) are the little quick-reference insets. I'm not sure they were her idea ... they're linguistically distinct and awkwardly spliced in. This is a person who can't control anything about the food her family eats, least of all her associated rage; a person to lies to her sugar-addicted children about what she eats; a person dangerously armed with damaging misinformation; offering pat, cutesy-font advice and glib warnings. [It could be farce; maybe I've been taken in. >_>, <_<]

Otherwise, I have complaints about pretty much none of the writing and pretty much all of the content.