I was a deprived child.
Daddy was a health nut, so for the first few years of my life I had absolutely no sweets whatsoever.
Nada. Zilch. Not even birthday cake.
Eventually concerned aunts, uncles, family friends, and strangers off the street finally took pity on me and fed me something sweet.
That one bite started a lifelong affair, but it's been a bittersweet relationship. What was good for my taste buds wasn't always good for my waistline.
Finally, after gaining 25 pounds, I learned how I could eat dessert everyday, even for breakfast, and not gain a pound. In fact, I ate this way when I was losing weight.
Sound impossible? Read on to find out exactly how I did it.