cinnamon bun popcorn

Sometimes my sweet tooth gets the best of me. When it softly whispers that it wants something, I usually give in. Nobody wants an irate sweet tooth. At that point, I don’t think it can even be called sweet.

Our family deals with multiple food allergies. Pre-packaged foods are not a convenience on which we can rely. So, when our sweet teeth begin getting rowdy, we must make our own concoctions.

Today, that concoction is in the form of crunchy caramel goodness.

Since the youngest man-child and I are running in a 5k this evening, I figured the family could us a little treat afterwards.  It takes energy to cheer on the runners from the sidelines, right?

Thanks to Our Best Bites, our tummies and teeth are happy.  My thighs might be angry with me, but we can’t win them all.