I’ve committed
to walking more, too, 7,000 steps a day.
That’s
why I haven’t eaten a donut for a couple weeks. I’ve sworn them off, one day,
one Chocolate Frosted at a time—until yesterday, when my wife broke the news
that has appeared in a dozen or more sites, including the New York Times: Desserts are good for you, but
only if you eat them in the morning.
Dessert +
A.M. = Donut.
Dr. Daniela
Jakubowicz of Tel Aviv University, the lead author of a study
touting the indulgence of the sweet tooth, is my favourite scientist. Thank
you, good doctor. I wonder, what is your favourite breakfast dessert? A sufganiyot from the Blicker Bakery in Tel
Aviv?
At the
local Dunkin’ Donuts this morning, my wife purchased all the requirements for
my healthy breakfast: egg white, cheese and turkey sausage breakfast sandwich; a
medium decaf (with cream, hold the sugar); and a little round friend: a
circular yeasty treat, frosted with vanilla icing and sprinkled with Oreo bits.
Through the lips, across the tongue, yum yum. Down the digestive tract and to
the duodenum. Oh how I missed you my chums.
Goodbye
for now. Time to take a long walk, one step a time.
