These Nunu Chocolates, they're dangerous. A little 1 1/2 inch thin of firm, stretchy dark caramel is covered in a thin layer of dark chocolate and sprinkled with a little fleur de sel. They're too good. And they ought to be -- they're wicked expensive at 5 in a box for $7. The worst part is that once you have one, you'll start thinking about them once in a while. You'll get a flash of that bittersweet chocolate shell. Then maybe you remember the meltaway sea salt on the back of your tongue, prepping the slate. But in comes that damn salty-gooey siren song in your mind's palate until...you can't take it! You must have it! You find yourself crashing through the door of Brooklyn Larder, hunting for that infernally small, see-through cube of chocolates. And you might share a few begrudgingly with your friends, but in a matter of four, maybe five bites, they're gone, a receding caramel dream, a dark secret your tongue will brood and pine for until your next dalliance.
I have one left. Look at it taunting me from its plastic cage. I will hide it in a drawer until the moment is right and the Precious and Sméagol can get some QT together. Oof, see what happens when I open the door a crack for sugar? It barges in and sets up camp on the sofa. Starting tomorrow, I'm back on the no sugar wagon.
At least when you fall off the sugar wagon, you fall hard and with class! Other than craving these treats, how is the no-sugar-project making you feel health-body-wise? More energy?
Ahem -- it's 12:15 a.m. -- where oh where is yesterday's blog entry? Your loyal readers are saddened.
Exsqueeze me Nablopomo Po-po! I started it on 11/18, but I was having trouble with my class tags. STILL COUNTS!
Totally still counts. Just giving you a hard time! (This from the girl who said she was going to start a blog 2 years ago...and still hasn't...whoops.)
Amelia, I like not eating sugar. I'm still eating fruit, just no added sugar, honey, maple syrup, etc. Sometimes I crash at the end of the afternoon, and CRAVE cookies like nobody's business. But I find the best things about not eating sugar are:
1. It keeps me from grazing (er, binging) from the free table at work, which usually offers the kind of trans-fat filled snacks I would never actually pay money for;
2. My appetite is much more manageable and it's easier to recognize when I'm satiated;
3. For me, it's much, much easier to have no cookies than to just have one cookie; and
4. When I eat things like a baked sweet potato (which is what I'm having for lunch with some soup) or a banana in my oatmeal, they taste plenty sweet to my reconfigured palate. It's nice to know that you can live, quite contentedly, without the extra sugar.
The one place I have sugar is when I order my soy coffee drinks -- the soy milk lots of coffee places use has sugar in it already. I try not to drink too many of them, because I also am trying to limit the amount of soy in my diet.
God, that all makes me sound so restrictive. It's actually not difficult, it only feels so when I eat a little sugar and open the floodgates.
And tonight I totally had dessert again. I am WEAK.
Perhaps I should just let go for the holidays. I am a sucker for pumpkin pie.