eating sugar in Summer, summer, summer time!

A very interesting thing happened the other day - something that I haven’t tried because if the fear of cravings taking over.

But hey, let’s go back to yesterday. A year 3 teacher had a meeting with the senco about one of his pupils so I took his class for an hour. During this hour, some of his class had gone to do cooking - each week a different class go, a few kids a day, to do cooking. When the bakers came back one of them said “Mrs Ermentrude, do you want to try some of this?” I asked what it was and was told “Viking bread.” It sounded very innocuous so I said that I would love to try a little and thanked the child.

She gave me a little bit and the flavours separated in my mouth, I could taste the bread but separately was this intense sugar flavour. A sort of thin, tinny flavour, hovering blandly above my tongue. I asked the cooking teacher if it had sugar “yes,” she smiled, “all bread does.” I told her that I knew it did, but this was incredibly sweet. No one else thought it was.

For the next hour and a half I had the feeling of a dull coating and a sour taste on my tongue, all I wanted to do was drink water, as much water as possible. And once I was home it took a fair amount of cheese to get rid of it.

Have I craved sugar since? No! Because, quite frankly, sugar tastes bloody revolting!

Two and a half years sugar free really have educated my palate!