Our saga

Arctic Organs started with one man in his forties who was told that feeling flat was just age. A winter in the far north showed him what the modern table throws away, and what it is worth putting back.

I was told it was just age

I was 43 when I stopped recognising myself.

The weight had moved, and it had all moved to the middle. I was awake at three in the morning and finished by three in the afternoon. The drive that had always just been there had gone quiet, and so had I.

Everyone I asked said the same thing. That is just age. Sleep more, drink less, get on a bike. I did all of it for a year. Nothing came back.

I did not believe that a man in his forties is supposed to feel like that. I still do not.

A winter in the far north

Work took me to northern Finland for most of one winter. I went for the job. What I brought home had nothing to do with the job.

It was how people ate.

When an animal came down, the liver, the heart and the kidneys did not go in a bin. They came out first and they were eaten fresh, that week. The muscle was the part that got dried and put away for later. Nobody up there treats liver as the cheap bit. It is the prize, and it goes to whoever is working hardest.

A reindeer covers thousands of kilometres in a season, on open ground, living on lichen and moss. Nothing about that animal is soft, and the part of it the herders actually want is the part we throw away.

I ate the way they ate for about three months. By the end of it I was sleeping through the night and the afternoons had stopped being something to get past. That is my own experience, not a promise about yours.

Getting it home was the hard part

I tried to keep it going when I got back and it lasted a few weeks. Finding organ meat where I live means a conversation with a butcher every time, cooking liver three nights a week fills the house with it, and nobody else at my table wanted any part of it.

Freeze drying solved it. The water comes out at low temperature and the material is left as it is. Nothing to cook, nothing to taste.

That is the whole company. Freeze dried reindeer liver, heart and kidney, with beef testicle, and four northern herbs that belong in the same jar. Rhodiola rosea root, sea buckthorn fruit, nettle leaf, peppermint leaf. Two capsules in the morning with your biggest meal, then get on with your day.

Why it only comes as a subscription

Because one jar proves nothing.

A man who takes it for a fortnight, runs out, means to reorder and never does has learned nothing about himself. It goes out every four weeks, so the next jar lands before the one you are on is empty. No reordering, no gaps, no month off.

Cancel whenever you want and nothing will argue with you about it.

What we will not do

• We will not tell you this raises your testosterone. It feeds the nutrients your body builds testosterone from. That is a different sentence, and it is the one we keep writing.
• We will not invent studies, doctors or percentages. When we have numbers of our own, we will publish them and say where they came from.
• We will not hide doses behind a blend name. Every milligram per serving is on the label and on the ingredients page.
• We will not pad the jar. The organs, the herbs, rice hulls and the capsule. Nothing else is in there.
• We will not make you fight for your money back. You have 30 days. Message hello@arcticorgans.com before you post anything back to us and we will sort it out.

Where this goes

Men used to eat the whole animal. Most no longer do, and the part that got left behind is the part that was always worth the most. We put it back, in a form you will actually keep taking.

For the detail, read the ingredients and the questions page. To ask me something, use the contact page or write to hello@arcticorgans.com. I read it.

Ross Halliday
Founder, Arctic Organs