Sweets

The idea of sweets always appeals to me more than the actual consumption of them. I think this is a prime example of how easily affected by media I am. When I think of chocolate, particularly dark chocolate (my preferred type of chocolate), I think of that initial bite - the burst of flavor, the smooth texture and way it coats my tongue with bittersweet flavor and the decadence that I associate with it and it makes me want to buy the dang thing.

When I do buy it, the reality is, I take like two bites, shudder in disgust of the cloying sweetness and put the bar of chocolate away until it either melts and becomes unappealing to eat, or gets really old and inedible.

I think part of it is psychological, but I don't like sweets anymore. I like the idea of sweets. I rather enjoy the idea of sweets. The decadence, the buttery, sugary goodness and the gratifying flavor that immediately seems to make the world a brighter, better and happier place. However, when I think of the actual consumption of such sweets and I think of what the butter and sugar will do to my arteries and blood sugar levels, not to mention my belly, butt and thighs, I just can't do it. It's so unhealthy. Bleah.