If you’re a longtime reader of this blog, then my ongoing battle with sugar isn’t news. My body really, truly hates refined sugar. It gives me headaches, joint pain, acne, mental fog, and a cornucopia of other unsavories dramas that I don’t really like to talk about. As someone who comes from a long line of sugar fiends — as well as being the girlfriend of a particularly avid sweets lover — sugar is an especially thing to avoid in my life.
You would think that after years of battling a sugar addiction, it would get easier to avoid. Not true. There are entire months where I’m good, and then I’ll spend a week on a Boogie Nights-esque sugar bender, leaving a trail of cookie crumbs and chocolate sprinkles in my wake. (Thankfully I have yet to wake up in the morning to find a layer of cocoa powder from under my nose) I’m good at avoiding sweets, but if there’s a dessert right there in front of my face, staring me down, my carefully cultivated self control shatters like the glassy top of a creme brûlée. I’ve even avoided going out to eat with those I know are likely to order a parade of desserts, because there are days I know I won’t be able to turn down a bite. And we all know what one bite turns into. [[Read more about Almost-Raw Chocolate Truffles Recipe]]
