I have a massive sweet tooth.
Scandalous, right? Sweets are "bad," so admitting that you like them means you like something you shouldn't. I've outright lied about it. When friends would talk about how something was "just too sweet, I can't eat it" or "you know, I can't handle that much chocolate," I would nod along. I was embarrassed at how much I loved my grandmother's buttercreme icing, her pineapple upside-down cake, at how I practically saturated my pancakes with maple syrup.
Some of you probably winced at that last description. I don't doubt people when they say they don't like their food too sweet. It's just that I do, and I don't want to feel ashamed of that anymore. A preference for sweet food is just the same as a preference for swiss cheese or cauliflower - something you like. I know that a lot of sweet foods tend to have fewer nutrients and more simple carbohydrates; like anything else, they're a part of a healthy, balanced diet. Part of a complete breakfast/lunch/dinner.
I love apples, kiwi, melon, tangerines and especially strawberries; I use inordinate amounts of sugar-free maple syrup in my oatmeal. Coffee and tea are just better with the pink stuff, or amaretto and creme de cacao. If they start selling the chocolate filling in E.L. Fudge cookies in a jar I'll die a happy woman. With chocolate breath.
C'mon now - what are y'all's secret food loves? I told, now it's your turn.