Noni: A Stink of Beauty
How could something so foul to the olfactories and questionable to the tangibles (they look like edible grenades), be such a good idea to stick into your mouth? My mother never permitted me to play with skunks or drink cess pool water when I was a child. Reason stands that most malodorous things are not considered safe or consumable. Such is not the case with noni.
Noni stinks. It really does. Not the stink of cheese or the fermented stink of a beer brewery that we have all come to accept and still enjoy. A noni stink is more of a repulsive and 'vomitus' odor, as it has once been glamorously described.
The way I see it? It's as if God created the fruit, forgot about it, and then placed it on the Earth in hopes we would never notice it had 'gone bad'.
Well, like most other things, I won't question God's judgment on such matters. He apparently knew what he was doing. This stuff is like the miracle drug of fruits.
In praise of noni's benefits, one article mentioned it had "significantly prolong[ed] the life of mice with implanted Lewis lung carcinoma" Wow! It inhibits the growth of tumors and cancerous cells by boosting the immune system. Tell me that isn't impressive.
It's rich in antioxidants that help support the circulatory system, tissues, and cell regeneration. It increases energy levels, is a mood rejuvenator, and helps maintain proper digestion. It aids in nutrient absorption, while assisting thyroid and brain functions. And this is only the tip of the iceberg.
Just pick a body part, and this stuff will make friends with it. Enough of this stuff could turn you into Superman. Well, that's not medically proven; but I insist on its potential.
Grenade of Funk and Health. These are pictures I took while visiting Kona.
Noni comes in so many different forms. There's juice, pills (which I prefer), and even tea. As a matter of fact, the tea comes from the leaves of the noni tree, and have no offensive smell whatsoever.
Sterling Cafe serves up a lovely Tahitian Noni Leaf Tea that I strongly recommend.
I figured the knowledge must be shared.
I would hate to be the only SuperMonkey, you know.