I've always had a sweet tooth. Heck, who am I kidding? I have a mouthful of sweet teeth. I love chocolate (especially good dark chocolate), cakes of all kinds, pies, brownies, donuts, ice cream, cookies, and every other delectable confection imaginable. As I've gotten older, I notice that although I pledge my undying devotion to sugar, our love affair is mostly one-sided. I am painfully aware of the stomach ache aftermath that occurs after just one or two cookies. That is why I generally eat about six or seven -- as long as my gut's going to burn anyway... right? Plus, sugar is (gasp) inflammatory, thus affecting my autoimmune issues. Who knew something I love so much would turn out to be so dangerous? It's like a bad-boy relationship -- I know it's wrong, but it's just so right. Sugar is my bad boy.
Because I really try to avoid sweet treats, or at least enjoy them in petite portions, I decided I can at least indulge in some eye candy. So, pour a cup of coffee and join me for a slice (or twelve) of visual ambrosia.
There ya go.... you can have as many servings as you want, without the guilt (or the stomachache). Seconds, please!
