Ever since Jake made stuffed pickles for christmas I have turned into the stereotype of the pregnant woman who can't stop eating pickles. Although not with icecream. I bought a big jar or the tiny dills last night, and started eating them before I'd even got the groceries unpacked.
Re: Turning into a stereotype...
OMG Annie, when I was pg with E, I actually stumbled across a PICKLE OUTLET STORE. No joke, it's at the Fremont Outlets. I freaking loved it. I bought quarts of pickles in every variety and yes, ate some in the car on the way home.
I craved anything with a sharp or spicy flavor with E (with J all I craved was sugar), so I think the vinegar/salt combo was what hooked me.
And no, I didn't crave ice cream either. Just carnation instant breakfast protein shakes, lol.