Friday, October 31, 2025

“Is Soul Food Our Slow Poison? How a Beloved Cuisine Became a Silent Public Health Crisis”

 


“Is Soul Food Our Slow Poison? How a Beloved Cuisine Became a Silent Public Health Crisis”

By Larry W. Robinson

The Vital Signs Don’t Lie

The numbers tell the story. According to the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention (CDC), 58 percent of Black adults recently had hypertension, the highest incidence among all racial groups. High blood pressure is a leading risk factor for stroke, heart failure, and kidney disease. At the same time, non-Hispanic Black adults have a diagnosed diabetes prevalence of about 12.1 percent, nearly double the rate for White adults. These are not distant statistics. They reflect the early funerals we attend, the organs failing too soon, the generational infirmity we have come to view as normal.

Sodium the Silent Ingredient

We may not see it, but the salt keeps piling up. The average adult in the U.S. consumes about 3,300 to 3,400 mg of sodium per day, roughly 50 percent above the recommended 2,300 mg limit. For Black adults, many of whom are already salt sensitive, that excess becomes a chronic elevation of blood pressure and a slow assault on the cardiovascular system. The CDC lists sandwiches, pizza, tacos, soups, savory snacks, poultry dishes, and burgers as the major sources of excess sodium. In neighborhoods already overrepresented by fast-food outlets and underrepresented by full-service grocery stores, this is more than choice—it’s the environment.

Frying, Added Sugars, and the Comfort Trap

There is comfort in the familiar crunch, the sweet sip, the creamy carb. But research shows that frequent fried-food intake is strongly associated with higher risks of cardiovascular disease and type 2 diabetes. Meanwhile, sugary drinks and dessert-centric plates push glucose into overdrive, feeding insulin resistance and non-alcoholic fatty-liver disease. The beloved “comfort” side dishes become unwitting accomplices in a slow-moving health crisis.

It’s Not Just Personal Choice, It’s the Food Environment

We must acknowledge that what we call “soul food” today is shaped by more than our preferences. The United States Department of Agriculture Food Access Research Atlas shows that many census tracts are classified as both low income and low access to healthy food, conditions that disproportionately impact Black communities. One in four Black people live in food-insecure households, and 27 percent of Black children face food insecurity. Add targeted advertising, where unhealthy foods are disproportionately marketed in Black communities, and the playing field is stacked against us. This isn’t just about personal responsibility. It’s about structural bias and a food environment built for profit, not health.

Soul Food Wasn’t Always This Way

There is nothing wrong with heritage, but what we call “soul food” today has drifted far from the resourceful cuisine of our ancestors. Historically, Black home cooking leaned heavier on greens, beans, sweet potatoes, whole grains, okra, and modest amounts of meat. Flavor came from herbs, smoke, and slow simmering, not heavy salt bombs and deep-fried defaults. Interventions that adapted traditional soul-food patterns toward lower fat, lower sodium options have shown improvements in cardiovascular risk while maintaining cultural identity. In other words, we don’t have to give up our heritage to save our health.

The Spiritual and Economic Costs

Chronic disease doesn’t just harm the body. It drains energy, divides focus, and steals resources. When we’re constantly going to doctor visits, paying for medications, dealing with hospital stays and missed work, our capacity to build, to serve, to create, to stand in our calling, is diminished. Our culture’s creative economy, our ministries, our legacies—all of it suffers when we are sidelined by preventable illnesses.

What Killing Us Slowly Looks Like, Meal by Meal

Picture this: a pot of greens cooked with salt-heavy seasoning, a plate of fried chicken and mac and cheese, sweet tea on the side, with desserts to follow. A routine. The sodium from the broth, bouillon, or cured meat starts to elevate blood pressure. The frequent frying spikes cardiovascular and metabolic risk. The sugary drink fuels insulin resistance. Because the neighborhood is saturated with fast-food outlets and limited in grocery access, that’s the default. That’s the culture normalized. Generation by generation, this becomes the accepted norm, not the exception.

A Practical Path to Reclaim Soul Food Without Losing the Soul

We can still honor flavor without surrendering our health. Swap bouillon and seasoning salts for onion, garlic powder, smoked paprika, thyme, mustard powder, citrus, and pepper blends. Reserve deep fried for rare occasions. Use air fryers or oven methods with thin oil coats. Rotate plant-based proteins like beans, lentils, and fish, and keep red or processed meats occasional. Choose yams or sweet potatoes baked or lightly mashed with cinnamon instead of heavy sugar. Drink water with lemon or lightly sweetened iced tea instead of sugary beverages. For greens and sides, braise collards or turnips in low-sodium stock, aromatics, and a splash of vinegar. One weekend batch cook beans and greens to freeze for quick weeknight meals. Shift the celebration plates to special occasions, not weekly defaults. Teach children the seasonings and cooking methods that build health, not harm.

“But My People Have Always Eaten This Way”

Not exactly. Our ancestors ate boldly, flavored boldly, and innovated with what was available, but they were not eating processed meats, ultra-fried everything, heavy industrial oils, and sugary beverages in the way we do today. That’s not tradition, that’s commercialization. The mission is to retrieve our culture from its hijackers and reorder our appetites to match our purpose: vibrant, resilient lives.

The Call

This is not a message of shame. It is a message of sovereignty. Sovereignty over our bodies, our families, our creative energy, our legacies. We can treat this food culture like the ministry it deserves to be, not just sustenance but sacred. We can honor the smells, the songs, the Sunday meals, while refusing to be weakened by them. Let’s recommit to food that heals, to plates that empower, and to a community that reigns.

About Larry W. Robinson

Larry W. Robinson is an inspirational speaker, life coach, faith-based author, and syndicated media personality. He empowers entrepreneurs and creatives through his “Occupy Ministries” and “Createonomics” frameworks, helping individuals build personal economies anchored in purpose and legacy. With a detail-oriented mindset and decades of communication experience, Larry equips others to turn contacts into contracts, build networks that serve, and reclaim their health, wealth, and creative voice.

Connect with Larry at www.ceolarry.com

Let’s reclaim our table together so our health becomes our testimony and our culture becomes our inheritance.

8 comments:

Greg D. said...

Wow, this really hit home for me. I’ve been reading through this blog and honestly, it feels like you wrote it directly to me. I’ve been trying to make changes in how I eat, but it’s been a real struggle. Soul food has always been a part of my life, and in many ways, it’s been my comfort when things got hard. It’s quick, it’s familiar, and it reminds me of home, especially when I’m dealing with stress, loss, or just the weight of life.

But reading this made me realize that what’s comforting me on the surface might also be slowly hurting me underneath. The part about how this food can become a quiet addiction really got me thinking. It’s hard to admit, but convenience has taken priority over my health for too long.

Thank you for writing this and breaking it down in a way that’s not judgmental but eye-opening. It’s challenging me to do better and to start seeing food as healing, not just habit. This message gave me hope that I can honor my roots without harming myself in the process.

Joyce A. said...

This blog spoke directly to my spirit. As a woman who grew up on soul food and still cooks it for my family, I never realized how much of what we eat is tied to emotion, memory, and survival. Lately, I’ve been battling stress and grief, and food has been my comfort zone. Reading this opened my eyes to how that comfort can also cost me my health. I appreciate how you explained it with both compassion and truth. It’s making me want to take small, intentional steps to feed my body and my soul in a healthier way.

Jonathan W. said...

Absolutely agree with Larry W. Robinson’s message this article hits home on so many levels. It’s not about tearing down our culture or shaming our traditions, but about recognizing how our food habits have drifted from their original roots into something that’s literally costing us our health and our wealth.

What he said about the numbers is the truth the “vital signs don’t lie.” You can see it all around us: high blood pressure, diabetes, heart disease, and kidney failure are running rampant in our communities. And the sad part is, a lot of it is tied to what’s on our plates and what’s available in our neighborhoods. We call it “soul food,” but sometimes it’s food that’s slowly stealing the soul out of our health.

The point about sodium and frying really stood out. We’ve gotten so used to using seasoning salts, bouillon cubes, and deep-frying everything that we’ve forgotten our ancestors didn’t cook this way. They used smoke, herbs, and real flavor not processed additives. They made the most out of what they had, and their meals were balanced with greens, beans, and whole foods. Now it feels like everything is fried or sugar-loaded just to “taste good.”

And here’s the ironic part people will think twice about spending less than that on healthy groceries but will drop $50 or more on an oxtail plate without blinking. You see it all the time at pop-ups and restaurants folks spending big on one heavy, greasy plate that’ll leave you full for a few hours but tired and sluggish for days. That’s not sustenance, that’s survival eating disguised as comfort. It’s like we’ve been conditioned to treat “good food” as something that has to be indulgent and expensive, even when it’s not doing our bodies any favors.

We really do have to start reclaiming our table like Robinson said not just for ourselves but for the generations coming behind us. Food should be our fuel, not our downfall. We can still make it soulful, still make it taste amazing, but let’s use wisdom with it. It’s about stewardship over our bodies, our communities, and our culture.

Our ancestors survived with far less, and they made it work. Now, with all the access and information we have, we owe it to them and to ourselves to thrive.

Terrence J. said...

I just left my doctor’s office last week with some numbers I didn’t want to hear. My blood pressure and sugar levels were both higher than they’ve ever been, and it honestly scared me. Reading this blog felt like confirmation that I have to make some real changes. In my neighborhood, healthy options are hard to find, and the cheapest and quickest food is usually the worst for you. But I’m realizing that I can’t keep using that as an excuse. I have to start being intentional about what I eat, even if it means cooking more at home or driving farther to find better choices. This post reminded me that my health is my responsibility, and I owe it to myself and my family to do better.

Renee L. said...

Thank you for this blog. I’ve been feeling the same way lately, but I have to admit that peer pressure makes it tough. Whenever friends or family invite me out, it’s almost always to the newest restaurant or hot spot that serves all the heavy, unhealthy food we grew up on. Everyone’s excited about it, and I end up going along just to be social, even though I know it’s not good for me. To make it worse, these places charge so much money for food that’s slowly harming us. I really appreciate you addressing this topic because it’s something I’ve been struggling with quietly. How do we start setting boundaries and making better choices without feeling like we’re isolating ourselves from the people we love?

Carla D. said...

I’m sitting here with tears in my eyes after reading this. It hit me in a way I didn’t expect. I lost my father to a stroke two years ago and my mother is now on dialysis, both from health issues that, deep down, we know were connected to what and how we ate for decades. Food was love in our house. Sunday dinners were sacred, and no one ever questioned the salt, the grease, or the sugar, it was just what we did. Reading this made me face how something that brought us together as a family is the same thing that’s been tearing our health apart. I’ve been trying to cook differently, but sometimes the guilt and memories make it hard. This blog reminded me that choosing life doesn’t mean letting go of love. It means honoring my parents by breaking the cycle so that my children can have the chance to live longer and stronger. Thank you for writing something that touched both my heart and my conscience.

Marcus L. said...

Reading this blog and the comments from Carla and Renee really touched something deep in me. Carla, I felt every word you said about food being love. That’s exactly how I grew up too. My grandmother’s kitchen was the heartbeat of our family, and even now, every recipe she made carries a memory of love, laughter, and togetherness. But lately, I’ve been thinking about how those same recipes are tied to the health problems so many of us are facing. It’s painful to admit, but I’ve lost friends and family members way too soon because of what we put on our plates. And Renee, I completely understand the pressure you mentioned. I feel it every time my crew wants to hang out and the first suggestion is some new spot with fried everything and sweet drinks that taste like nostalgia. I’m learning that taking care of myself sometimes means being different, and that’s not easy. But reading this blog and these comments gave me hope that we can create a new kind of love and community, one that feeds both our bodies and our souls.

Deborah Ann said...

This blog really made me stop and think. I grew up believing that if the food tasted good and brought people together, then it had to be good for you. But after losing my brother to a heart attack at only 42, I can’t ignore the truth anymore. We’ve been celebrating our culture through food, but in doing so, we’ve also been passing down habits that are quietly harming us. What stood out to me most in this article is that it didn’t shame us, it challenged us. It reminded me that we can still love our heritage and protect our health at the same time. I’ve started small by using less salt, baking instead of frying, and adding more vegetables to my meals. It’s not easy, but this blog gave me the encouragement I needed to keep going. Thank you for shining a light on something we’ve ignored for far too long.

“Is Soul Food Our Slow Poison? How a Beloved Cuisine Became a Silent Public Health Crisis”

  “Is Soul Food Our Slow Poison? How a Beloved Cuisine Became a Silent Public Health Crisis” By Larry W. Robinson The Vital Signs Don’t Lie ...