Have you ever asked your mom about her pregnancy cravings? As an enthusiastic foodie and flagrant nutrition nerd, I’ve had this conversation with my mother many times. My fascination with the topic was recently heightened when I read an article in Chemical Senses (25: 729-737, 2000) which explained how fetuses learn odors from their pregnant mothers’ diets. Infants who had been exposed to specific odors in the womb through their mothers’ diets were found to prefer those same odors post-delivery.
So what were dear Mumsy’s prenatal cravings? Cottage cheese and baked potatoes. I went through a phase during high school in which I would often have baked potatoes for lunch and dinner (with ketchup and mustard, of all things), and my cottage cheese infatuation obsession has become particularly apparent over the past six months here at the B-Hut. Coincidence? I think not.
Today I decided to explore beyond my congenital cravings, however, and managed to eat neither cottage cheese nor baked potatoes…but then again, the night is still young.
I awoke bright and early this morning for a hilly run around the lake. Thanks to post-tubing soreness, it was a challenging workout. I came home to prepare a quick yogurt bowl for breakfast.
I was feeling a bit icky this afternoon, so I didn’t eat lunch before we left the lake to return to Birmingham. Big mistake. We didn’t arrive home until past 3PM at which point I was cranky and ready to eat anything in sight. I made a quick sandwich with Naturally More peanut butter and cherry preserves. A simple PBJ never tasted so good.
Once dinnertime rolled around, my appetite was once again in full force at which point I put together a agave-mustard chik wrap.
OK, I am off to read a few more pages of Emma. Ciao!
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