Days 27 & 28
I spend the last sugar-free weekend with my family. After a bike ride together, my father suggests we stop by our favorite ice cream parlor. So my parents and brother treat themselves to ice cream – I hold out.
Even my mother’s cheesecake, which I know tastes good, I’m not allowed to eat.
In the evening at the restaurant, I’ve had enough. I order a stir-fry with coconut curry sauce and basmati rice. And there, frankly, I don’t care if anything has a bit of sugar in it. I didn’t even ask.
