There is a show I’ve come across on Netflix very appropriately named Sugar Rush but perhaps not for the reason you might first think.
It is a baking competition where pairs of cupcake warriors have to scrap it out through a series of baking head to heads striving to survive a knockout competition.
Not only will they win cash but being d-éclair-ed the winner is a big deal as the judges are mega stars of the baking world i.e. Adriano Zumbo, an Australian patissier appearing on every season of MasterChef and Candace Nelson, nicknamed the “Cupcake Queen” of the US.
I have found myself binge watching the Christmas themed episodes lately. The delicate and creative process of cupcake making blended with festive music and yuletide themes is very appetizing to me and I devour every moment (with my eyes).
As Type 1 Diabetic, a cupcake is a black-hole of carbohydrates, unfathomable and hard to quantify. Even when I make them myself, the carbohydrates within a cupcake and the balancing insulin shot is a complete stab in the dark! It’s like nature’s special warning to me, “I look beautiful but you better not eat me Antonia”.
Yet, I can’t seem to stop watching Sugar Rush. Mum asks me why I do it to myself seeing as every single cup-cake would send my blood sugar level rushing through the stratosphere and could make me sick.
Maybe you can say I’m really brave. I guess I’m like a chicken obsessively watching a programme on foxes – something that can kill me. I can’t resist watching the creation of festive cupcakes so you could call me an adrenalin junkie who seeks out danger like a shark cage diver or free-fall parachutist.
I can’t wait to have my next……rush.
Glucose upon publishing: 8.5 mmol/L