It’s become my mission over the past year to hunt down healthy desserts. When we were young, ‘pudding’ was a rare occasion reserved for social outings, family get-togethers and birthdays. I came back from Oxford to discover that they had morphed into a nightly event. I’m not complaining though – I’ll greedily seize any opportunity to bake. However, eating self-saucing puddings, cheesecakes, brownies and other such indulgent items every night isn’t a healthy habit. And not one I planned on sustaining – some people (I’m looking at my sister here) could eat the moon and still remain beanpole thin, but we aren’t all blessed with those genes. I thus needed to come up with some sort of compromise. I needed to create desserts that incorporated the taste & sense of indulgence found in my sister’s favourites, yet didn’t require bucket loads of sugar and butter. Continue reading
