Jeremy's Iron

My mum still avoids M.S.G. She swears that on the occasion that she lets her guard down and chomps into a chow mein, she’s instantly attacked with a slew of palpatory, perspitory symptoms that last hours. Now anyone that’s had a chow mein from Seq Fun BBQ house in Redfern will attest that this is a pretty good trade. But the question remains: is it the M.S.G or is she merely another victim of the vicious (and spreading) nocebo virus. Have a listen and find out! Hot tip: science chat starts around 20:00.