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Lactisole
Lactisole is a carboxylic acid salt. Like gymnemic acid, it is a sweet inhibitor or taste modifier.
Chemistry
Chemically, lactisole is the sodium salt of 2-(4-methoxyphenoxy)propionic acid.
Natural occurrences
This acid has been isolated from roasted Colombian Arabica Coffee beans.
Anti-sweet properties
At concentrations of 100–150 parts per million in food, lactisole largely suppresses the ability to perceive sweet tastes, both from sugar and from artificial sweeteners such as aspartame. A 12% sucrose solution was perceived like a 4% sucrose solution when lactisole was added. However, it is significantly less efficient than gymnemic acid with acesulfame potassium, sucrose, glucose and sodium saccharin. Research found also that it has no effect on the perception of bitterness, sourness and saltiness. According to a recent study, lactisole acts on a sweet taste receptor heteromer of the TAS1R3 sweet protein receptor in humans, but not on its rodent counterpart.
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Europop
by: Divine ComedyHello
What would you like to know?
What would you like to hear?
What if I just disappear inside myself?
Hello
What would you like to know?
Who would you like to see?
Who would you like me to be, if not myself?
And the Europop
Makes me dizzy
And I just can't stop
'Til it's finished
And I don't know what
You find funny 'bout the Europop
And the love of money
Hello
Where is it cool to go?
When is it cool to leave?
What is it cool to breathe inside myself?
Hello
Don't tell me what I already know
Don't show me what I've already seen
Don't take me where I've already been
Inside myself
And the Europop
Makes me dizzy
And I just can't stop
'Til it's finished
And I don't know what
You find funny 'bout the Europop
And the love of money
Financial gain
Is a very pleasant thing
But the transitory pleasure that it brings
Counts for nothing!
What is there left to know?
What is there left to say?
Nothing
And the Europop
Makes me dizzy
And I just can't stop
'Til it's finished
And I don't know what
You find funny 'bout the Europop
And the love of money
And I thank God
That you're aware
Oh thank God
That you're aware
Of the earth and of the air
And of the girls making like they don't care
But they are blessed
And you are cursed
With the conscience of a universe
Of the mind and of the soul
Of reduction science digging itself a hole
And I thank God that you're aware
And thank your God we're all aware
It's taken time but I'll think you'll find