November 18, 2004
One of the fun things about being pregnant is cravings. Seriously- there's nothing like being really hungry for something specific, then satisfying it. Now, not being able to have what you want when you want it is a different story. Shannon gets a little cranky when that happens. You don't want to see that. It gets ugly.
But I digress.
As morning sickness recedes, cravings rise. Here are a few that have cropped up lately.
1. Pickle sandwich - as in kosher spears and mayo on white bread. Yummers! Try eating that in the employee lounge though- it's not a big hit. Pickle smell, I suppose.
2. Buffalo hotwings- blame Sarcasmo. As of yet- an unmet craving... haven't had time to get them, and part of me dies each day without it.
3. Fried mushrooms- I'm THIS close to sending Patrick out to George's to get me some! Keep your keys handy, babe. I'll share, I promise. (if you just eat a few...)
4. Banana split- I confess I've indulged this craving more than once lately. This is totally unrelated to my recent weight gain, I'm sure.
5. Chili cheese dog (NO ONIONS!!) from Wards- the nearest of which is at least 3 hours away. Shoot. Are all my dreams impossible?
6. Tomato sandwich- as in RIPE GARDEN not waxy Wal-Mart. I don't see this one happenin' either. Oh, and no crust on that, please. I want it round like at a wedding. Hoo-whee!!
7. Chicken divan-- this is on the menu for the weekend. Creamy sauce, here I come! I shall expire in ecstacy.
8. Did I mention the hotwings? sigh.
9. Chocolate milk shake- and not that bland, hey-isn't-this-vanilla? stuff you get at MickeyD's.
10. White style spaghetti with a few canned tomatos. (don't ask me to explain this old family culinary delight. You'll be totally grossed out- just ask Patrick.)
As this list grows... sadly, so do I. I gotta pooch, now, ya know. It's cute though.
At least that morning sickness knocked off a good 7 pounds, though. My body is SO freaking smart!! I've got at least 7 guilt-free pounds to play around with!
*Evil smile.*
Chicken divan...I've not heard that name in forever! Man, where's Momma's cooking when you need it? As for White-style spaghetti, I cannot believe you haven't outgrown that! For those who don't know, White-style spaghetti is basically noodles with a can of tomato paste (or sauce) dumped over them. The tomato paste may still retain the shape of the can in which it comes; it doesn't matter. As I recall, there is no meat, no meatballs, no seasoning, no nothing. (Thankfully, I've only had it once!) It is the lazy man's spaghetti. It's the "I don't give a damn (what it looks like or tastes like)" spaghetti.
Posted by: Joey Wolfe at November 17, 2004 11:26 PMSorry to have sparked the wings craving.
If it's any consolation, I now really want to try a pickle sandwich...
Posted by: Sarcasmo at November 18, 2004 06:42 AMI've never understood where those cravings come from...I mean who eats a pickle sandwich besides a pregnant woman?
Posted by: SonofThunder at November 18, 2004 07:56 AMFor Pregnancy #1, it was tacos and grape juice. I am not a fan of either, normally, so seeing me eat/drink tons of each was mildly disconcerting to my husband. And when I had to admit that I'd eaten sushi and a giant bowl of Lucky Charms as my last meal before my c-section, I was mightily embarrassed. :)
For Pregnancy #2, it was peanuts. I ate anything with peanuts like it was going out of style. My husband found Planter's Peanut candy bars (essentially salty peanuts held together in bar form with solidified corn syrup!) at a drug store for me and bought them ALL. I was in hog heaven. Dairy Queen also saw me at least three times a week for a vanilla soft serve cone dipped in chocolate and rolled in peanuts. It got to the point where they started making my cone without a word the second they saw me come in the door!
All this pregnancy craving talk makes me wonder what the craving du trimester will be when we have #3, ha ha!
Posted by: Michelle at November 18, 2004 02:46 PMlol...Joey... once hooked, you NEVER outgrow the craving for White style spaghetti... and, oh, how ashamed you should be for maligning it so... you cannot see the shape of the can... first you cook the spaghetti... and don't pour the water off... then add the tomatoe sauce... (and if you're adventurous a can of whole tomatoes, too)... so it could more accurately be described as a gourmet tomatoe noodle soup... but, ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh... it's so good... and as I've been craving it for about three days now... even before reading Shannon's blog... I think I'll go home and cook some up tonight after I get home from the nursing home ministry visit...
It's a genetic preference, I guess. I've never met anyone outside the White family who liked our special brand of spaghetti, no matter how often I've offered it. I can't understand that.
The fact that it costs roughly two bucks to make a huge pot is flavor enough for me. Just add lots of salt. MMmm... salt.
As a side note- my lunch menu today sounds so bad- but tasted SO good, I have to share. I had a can of mushrooms, followed by a bowl of Captain Crunch.
Even I realize that's weird. But I still ate it. And I might do it again.
So there.
Posted by: Shannon at November 19, 2004 04:56 PMJoey, I have tried to break Shannon of that White style thing, but it still rears its watered down head every couple of months. 'At least put some Tony's in the stuff' I say. But no, then it wouldn't be white style.
Posted by: Patrick at November 20, 2004 11:52 AMPatrick, do you remember when, in your wedding vows, you said you would be with Shannon for better or for worse? Well, my friend, White-style spaghetti is that "for worse" the pastor meant!
Posted by: Joey Wolfe at November 20, 2004 12:38 PM