Let me first say I am going to talk about the ridiculous amount of dessert I have been eating. I am not fat. If you get upset when people who are thin talk about their diets, this is not the post for you to read.
I don’t typically (in fact, do I ever?) discuss my diet. Mostly because I’m lucky enough to not have to think about it much. The Hubby is the chef and dietician and I happily eat what’s put in front of me. He’s great about feeding us healthy, balanced meals and I have no idea how he does it. (Side note: When I was a Little One, my mom wanted me to learn to cook. She pushed for me to take a summer cooking camp (which I did) and to take Home Ec in Middle School (which I didn’t). Her reasoning was, “How are you going to feed yourself when you leave my home?” My extra cheeky response was, “I’m going to marry a man who cooks.” True story, folks.) We don’t have the funds to eat out regularly, so we are saved from that food trap, too. I am really lucky that he’s so great with food, because as much as I enjoy food, if I was left to my own resources, it would not be pretty. There’s nothing I hate more than stopping what I’m doing to eat. Being in the kitchen is a close second. Unless I’m baking. Ironically (or not?), I love to bake. I’m sure that will make it into the DIY section at some point. Long story short, I don’t talk about diet, because I have little business discussing the matter.
And I have a sweet tooth. I’m okay with that. I’m blaming it on genes, because my dad is the same exact way. Even as an adult with a palette that desires less sugar, I still love most desserts. However, (and there’s always a however, isn’t there?) I have noticed in the past month of so that my desert eating has gotten completely out of control. I was behaving like a dessert-aholic. My mouth and brain said “yes!” but my body was starting to say, “I’m not sure this such a great idea….” I could feel impending doom.
So I did some thinking and I decided I am fine with eating dessert. I’m even okay with occasionally eating a huge dessert or eating more than one dessert in a day. One dessert (or less) per day should be the norm, though. Using my brilliant reasoning power, I decided to set myself a little mini-challenge to eat only one dessert per day. And, yes, it is embarrassing to admit that I had to tell myself to only eat one dessert per day.
This went really well. Any time I would pick up a sweet snack, I would remind myself that if I decided to eat this, that would be it for the day. That works pretty well for me. I am usually good with sacrifice if I have time to prepare myself for the change. And then I remembered dark chocolate.
First of all, I love dark chocolate. If you don’t, this is not going to work for you. Maybe you can find a substitute food. I find that eating a square or two of expensive, high quality dark chocolate will satisfy a sweet craving very quickly without the need to eat a whopping dessert. While I’m not going to tell you dark chocolate is healthy, it’s not a bad route. Especially because there’s little need to eat a full serving. A square or two is extremely satisfying because it’s so rich. Here’s the nutrition breakdown (keep in mind you may only eat half a serving):
This is one of our favorite picks for chocolate, although we like a variety of brands. We tell the kids it’s just for adults and usually save it to share in the evening after they’ve hit the sack. Wine + dark chocolate = a cheap, but classy date at home.
Our goal right now is to keep some in the house and eat this once a day (or less!) to satisfy that sweet craving. So far, so good!