Showing posts with label Emerald cocoa roast almonds. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Emerald cocoa roast almonds. Show all posts

Wednesday, August 10, 2011

Lessons in Artifical Sweeteners and Humility

Emerald nuts have
artifical sweeteners.
Last year, I went out for a run in the trails near my house. On the way back, about two miles from my home, I thought, “I feel great. I am a really good runner. I’m going to run even faster.” About 30 seconds later, I found myself splayed on the ground, leg scraped, elbows bleeding. I no longer felt quite as good about myself. The same thing happens to me every time I try to fix something with HTML code. I feel really good about my computer skills and then, when I preview my work and the font has suddenly increased to bold, italicized, 42 pt midparagraph, I realize that there’s a reason why I’m not a computer programmer.

Low and behold, I was feeling all proud of myself and superior about my general avoidance of artificial sweeteners last week. Then I visited my parents this weekend and they had the ginormous size of Emerald Cocoa Roast Almonds from Sam’s Club. (These’s almonds are nutastic, BTW.) I got out my trusty Fooducate app to see the nutritional report card while I was devouring the nuts. They got a B+. I felt even better about myself.

Then I looked at the Fooducate assessment. The dark-chocolate roasted delights contain “controversial artificial sweeteners and preservatives.” Upon closer inspection of the ingredient list, I found the culprit—the dreaded sucralose (codename Splenda). I had so many questions about this. Why would you add artificial sweetener to a product that isn’t marketed as diet? Are artifical sweeteners even cheaper than corn syrup? Why did Fooducate give this product a B+ if it contains artificial sweeteners? How much artificial sweetener do I eat without knowing?

There are really two morals to this story. First, if you avoid artificial sweeteners, make sure you check the label closely. Even if it’s not a “diet” food, it still might contain these brain-altering chemicals. Second (my personal lesson that I apparently will never learn no matter how many times I repeat it), the universe will always conspire to prove me wrong every time I think too highly of myself. Sorry universe. I am not a great runner, a computer programmer, or a perfect eater. Please stop tripping me.