The Keto Brownie Betrayal
The Keto Brownie Betrayal I just wanted chocolate. Instead, I got disappointment with a side of regret. There came a time in my keto journey when I believed this time will be different. I’ve accepted that “bread” now means “egg and cheese fluffed in a pan,” and “pizza crust” is just a mozzarella omelet in disguise. But dessert? Dessert was supposed to be sacred. Which is why, when I set out to make keto brownies, I had hope. Dangerous, delusional hope. The ingredients gave me confidence. There was no cheese this time. No sneaky mozzarella hiding behind almond flour. Just cocoa, vanilla, coconut oil, eggs, and sugar ( fake sugar , of course), which I try to convince myself doesn’t taste like sadness anymore. This wasn’t going to be another “this tastes like regret and desperation” experiment. This was going to be brownies . And to be fair, it smelled like brownies. As they baked, the kitchen was filled with the rich, chocolatey aroma that promised decadence. But like every toxi...