So I haven’t had much in the way of ridiculous food cravings. Mostly what I’ve wanted to eat since I’ve been knocked up has been squarely in the carbohydrates camp, but that’s not really a craving, per-se.
A couple weeks ago though, I did wants something specific. Trevor posted our exchange about it:
Jenny: Stacey posted a picture of cinnamon rolls and now I want some!
Trevor: Uh huh?
J: Help me?
T: I’m afraid I don’t know the spell summon cinnamon rolls.
J: I think it involves getting into the car and driving to the store? [hopeful face]
T: I’ll get my keys.
Ever since then, we’ve pretty much had some type of cinnamon roll on hand- usually a package of the mini ones from the supermarket bakery. I mentioned this at work, and a coworker brought some in for a meeting. Something about the cinnamon in particular is super delicious to me. That would be the only thing so far that I would really classify as a craving. Not bad!