The $500 Krispy Kreme

I’ve always loved sugar, but our relationship is a rather abusive one. I don’t eat just one Krispy Kreme, one Reese’s cup, or one scoop of ice cream. I eat half the package. Or to paraphrase Louis C.K.: I don’t eat sugar until I’m full; I eat until I hate myself.

It’s a wonder that sugar hasn’t affected my generally strong health. But after reading two eye-opening books by Gary Taubes about the pernicious effects of sugar and (to a lesser extent) grains, I decided to do something about it.

Deciding is the easy part, of course. Following-through—in a world swimming with sugar and grains—is the hard part. Continue reading “The $500 Krispy Kreme”