The Sweetness Gene


My husband is a sweet-freak who comes from a long line of sweet-freaks.

When we were first dating, I noticed this scenario was often repeated in the evenings (take your mind out of the gutter!).

Dinner has just ended.  Gabe pushes back a bit from the table, wipes his face, puts his napkin back on his lap and says, “You know what we need?  We need some ice cream.”

werthers1Eventually, I was invited to dinner to meet his parents.  We had a wonderful, convivial meal with endless food, cocktails and conversation.  It went as good as a meal to meet your future in-laws could go.  After the food was cleared, there was a short pause and then Gabe’s dad pushed back from the table, put his napkin back in his lap and said, “You know what we need?  We need some ice cream.”

Within a few weeks, I was introduced to Gabe’s grandparents over a lunch at their favorite spot.  After the server took the remnants of our chicken salad sandwiches away, Granddaddy pushed back from the table and said, “You know what we need…”

I tried to make eye contact with Gabe.  Nothing.

When we were back in the car, I mentioned how funny it was to me that they all said the same thing after a meal.  Even their mannerisms were exactly the same.  And none of them were remotely aware that they did it.

I quickly figured out that having something sweet after a meal was just business as usual for generations of his family.  And it certainly didn’t begin and end with ice cream though clearly, that was often the patriarchal choice.  Often it was just one piece of candy.  But they all needed a “little something sweet” after every meal.  Boy, did my kindergartner inherit this candy gene.

The problem is, I’m not fond of giving the kid sugar because he turns into a curtain-climbing, chandelier-swinging Tasmanian Devil of a child with too much of the stuff in his system.

And nobody wants that.  Least of all the person who has to pull him down from the chandelier (as if we have one) and clean the curtains (as if I would).

werthers2Enter Werther’s Original Sugar-free Candy.  Werther’s sent me a few sugar-free flavors to try and both my husband’s and my son’s sweet tooths (sweet teeth?) were satisfied by the rich, buttery taste of this sugarless treat.  They were both particularly crazy about the Caramel Apple flavor.  And I didn’t have to pull either one of them down off the walls.

There’s someone else in my life who has a sweet tooth but has diabetes and now I have the perfect sweet treat idea for her too.  I’ll be heading to the store to stock up on the flavors I think she’ll like and making a Mother’s Day gift basket that’s yummy AND safe for her to eat.

And just to show you how weird I am, we had a guy over to fix our oven last week and it just happened to be right when my Werther’s Original Sugar Free Candy package arrived.  Because I’m Southern and that’s the way we do it, I immediately opened up the package and offered him some.  He said, “Oh no, I have to stay away from sugar.”  To which I had the pleasure of replying, “It’s sugar-free.”

He was then happy to take advantage of my Southern hospitality.  And my Werther’s Original Sugar Free Candy.

I’m a fan of the Werther’s Original Sugar Free Candy facebook page because they offer fab coupons, giveaways and unique ideas about how to satisfy that urge for sweetness the sugar-free way.  Without sacrificing taste.  One quick click here and you can join too!
I was selected for this opportunity as a member of Clever Girls Collective, and the content and opinions expressed here are all my own.

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