i love chocolate. i eat it every morning with my coffee. its Belgian Dark with some kind of crunchies of chocolate on the inside. it is fabulous. i discussed this with my endo, and he said that as long as i bolused for it, "go for it" apparently, dark chocolate is good for D.
deep fried goat cheese impregnated with Australian ginger over oven roasted beets OK, I know it's a bit weird, but it is what I am having for dinner and I have to say it is so amazing. but my real not so guilty pleasure is a piece of dark chocolate.
Re chocolate, I've started eating Emerald Cocoa Roast Almonds. They have the same nutrition info as the plain almonds but are dusted with a light coating of cocoa powder and are *really* tasty!
tiramisu - cant resist when its in the fridge. I dont buy it myself but my wife gets it. Once a slice is in the fridge I pick at it all day til its gone.
Love chocolate. The darker, the better. Healthy antioxidants in the dark kind. ChocoPerfection bars taste like fine chocolate. Only 3 net carbs per bar--no guilt. Have to try Vivani--thanks, Judith. Easy to make indulgences by melting unsweetened baker's chocolate with butter or coconut oil, vanilla & sweetener.
I'm with Pastelpainter on crusty Italian bread. Be still my heart. I'd rather eat good bread than anything. With a couple of glasses of red wine, I can handle a piece or two without a spike.
valor dark chocolate without sugar. there is also a full sugar dark chocolate from a supermarket that is awesome. and cheesecake. curly wurlys and fingers of fudge when i get to the uk or malaga...the brits do good chocolate!
Last night I accidentally took a double dose of Levemir. Stayed up until 1:30 AM watching Halloween movies, then drank a DanActive and ate a Reese's Peanut Butter Pumpkin. Good way to use Halloween candy! Woke up to 143 BG this morning, feeling more stupid than guilty.
Me, too. There's no substitute for crusty bread. When I was a kid, it was my job to get bread from the neighborhood bakery & fresh hot bagels from the bagel store. Incredible bakeries in NYC where I grew up. My mother gave me money for two loaves because I'd eat almost one just walking home.