Its no secret that I refer to cupcakes as my proverbial “crack” and our local cupcake bakery my “dealer.” If you follow my tweets, then you know this firsthand.  You know that junk about blah, blah, blah, the average American consumes blah blah blah lbs of sugar per year? Well I put their blah to shame. Really. Its shameful. My mother literally let me eat icing right out of the “can” (yes, that plastic, heart sickeningly sweet can of icing) for …breakfast…with nothing else. She wasn’t a bad mom. I was just an especially sugary sweet devil child.  For over two decades of my life I ate Reese Cups, chicken fingers, french fries, bacon, McDonald’s, and well, anything with sucrose-loaded.  Sound healthy, no?

Its funny how when people stop hounding after you to change something that you automatically have the desire to do it on your own. You see, if you would have asked me just 4 or 5 years ago if I would like the following items below (and I’m NOT kidding about this) I would flat out tell you no. Here’s a list of some foods I tried for the first time EVER in the past couple years:

Pizza | Hamburger…still don’t like…okay haven’t tried  | Salad…disgusting | Cheesecake | Rice | Pasta | Steak | Apples, Strawberries, and Cherries | Pancakes and Waffles | Scrambled Eggs  Milkshakes | Ice Cream Sandwiches | Sandwiches in general. Ha…you think I’m kidding. |  Mashed Potatoes | Quesadillas & Burritos | Sweet Potatoes | Blueberry Muffins

I know you have all met some finicky eaters, but really? Even looking at that list, I can barely believe it. How did I go well over twenty years never even TRYING mashed potatoes, cheesecake, steak, or…sandwiches?!?! (Don’t ask, I thought bread and cheese and meat together was really strange.)

I was in food prison.

And I guess I’m not totally out. I still don’t like anything with tomatoes, any vegetables minus the potato variety, soups (hot liquid still freaks me out) which also rules out hot chocolate and hot coffee and teas, and I’m still slightly iffy about pie. My grandmother would look at me with such disdain as she tried to figure out why this “child” (that was my legit name by the way and still is)  would not try these DAMNED NOOOODLES!! That to this day, is the only fight we’ve ever had.

And while I might be on lifetime probation, I don’t really mind.  There are such sweeter things in life I’ll never tire. This time around though, I can make them for myself.

For the kids working at Chick-fil-A who ask me 6 times, “Sweet Tea???” when I ask them for extra packets of sugar to go with it – my job is better than yours. ; )

Thanks for blogstalking,

-A

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