Hankerings...
When you women-sorts are preggers, you have what are generally known as Cravings. Cucumber dipped in chocolate sauce. Peanut butter and cat food. Brains.
No wait, that last one is zombies...
Still, I digress. Lots of people often get cravings, and they are usually worded in the fashion of "Cor, I really fancy such-and-such thing." I am guilty of it, and I believe that everyone has, at some time or another, really needed that bit of cake, lump of steak, tuna salad or whatever.
However, over the last few days, I have had what I can only describe as a hankering. That is, I really fancy something, but I have NO idea what I fancy. Which, of course, is not only driving me mad, but driving Kellie mad as well.
"What do you want for dinner?" she asks. My answer is not helpful. "Meh, whatever." "Well what do you fancy?" she asks. "Something... But I don't know what" is my reply.
Yeah, dinner times are a blast.
But the answer to my dilemma eludes me. I fancy something "nice" or something "different" but I really don't know what. Don't get me wrong, I love most foods, and am quite happy to eat whatever (excluding Fish Fingers of course) but dinner at the moment is not pushing my proverbial buttons, as it were.
Sadly, there isn't a "Something Nice" section at the supermarket, and even worse, there is nothing in any cook books for "Appeasing Dan" I don't know if I want something I've never had before, if I want sweet or savoury, if I want something foreign or homey... It's really quite annoying and quite a dilemma.
And, until I discover exactly what it is, I will just have to keep eating various nice-ish things till my hankering is satisfied...
No wait, that last one is zombies...
Still, I digress. Lots of people often get cravings, and they are usually worded in the fashion of "Cor, I really fancy such-and-such thing." I am guilty of it, and I believe that everyone has, at some time or another, really needed that bit of cake, lump of steak, tuna salad or whatever.
However, over the last few days, I have had what I can only describe as a hankering. That is, I really fancy something, but I have NO idea what I fancy. Which, of course, is not only driving me mad, but driving Kellie mad as well.
"What do you want for dinner?" she asks. My answer is not helpful. "Meh, whatever." "Well what do you fancy?" she asks. "Something... But I don't know what" is my reply.
Yeah, dinner times are a blast.
But the answer to my dilemma eludes me. I fancy something "nice" or something "different" but I really don't know what. Don't get me wrong, I love most foods, and am quite happy to eat whatever (excluding Fish Fingers of course) but dinner at the moment is not pushing my proverbial buttons, as it were.
Sadly, there isn't a "Something Nice" section at the supermarket, and even worse, there is nothing in any cook books for "Appeasing Dan" I don't know if I want something I've never had before, if I want sweet or savoury, if I want something foreign or homey... It's really quite annoying and quite a dilemma.
And, until I discover exactly what it is, I will just have to keep eating various nice-ish things till my hankering is satisfied...
3 Responses to “Hankerings...”
hows about a nice slice of stollen cake?
Actually, if I didn't know better, I'd say you were pregnant !!
I know what you want, you want a big fat cinnabon covered in the white icing and nuked for about 45 seconds, so the icing is all lovely and runny and the middle is just hot enough to burn your tongue on!
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