Cravings

Could be called my eyes are way larger than my stomach.

Truth be told I do crave steak, medium rare, and potatoes. Any kind of potatoes! Yesterday we were in Seattle visiting James and the boys and we ate lunch at a fish taco place. The though of fishy tacos sounded gross so I opted for fish and chips. Oops. The fish was very fishy and flaky and greasy. I probably ate a total of one of my fillets between my feeling of overpowering HUNGER and the fact that Aidan didn't seem to be too fond of his fish either and he kept feeding them to me. One time he gave be a "big bite" which was about a quarter of his fillet! What a funny little guy...
James is awesome. He traded me his chips for my fish. I have a sneaking suspicion that his motives were just as altruistic as they were that he prefers greasy slimy fried foods to anything else. So I lunched on potatoes. YUM! Then Alicia offered me a bite of her fish taco, and it was actually REALLY good. Next time little fish taco place in Seattle!

While in Provo, we went to the Sizzler for dinner. I got a steak and fries. But then I saw the salad bar. More specifically I saw the ice cream part of the salad bar. It looked so yummy. I ate as much of my steak and fries as I could and then squeezed in an ice cream cone and brownie for dessert. I was so full that I started putting my cone in the brownie and licking the ice cream to make a torch shape. Scott chided me for playing with my food, and Dad said that we used to go to the sizzler for dinner in St. Charles and they'd get the salad bar because it was so good. Evidently all I'd eat, or want to eat, was the ice cream. Evidently my affair with ice cream goes back to when I was four and is not new to my pregnancy. So I can't claim that I crave it now more than before... I just like ice cream.