Oh, yes…I think I forgot to mention…I’m pregnant.
When I was in my first trimester with my second pregnancy, Colby took me out to the German restaurant on Route 1 in Stafford. The moment the food was served, I knew I was in trouble. The new smells, the different flavors…after just ONE bite, I was done with my meal. The rest of the evening was spent with one hand covering my mouth and one hand covering my nose. The last 2 months have been like LIVING in the German restaurant.
In the past year I haven’t really missed American food. It wasn’t until I got pregnant that I really began to despise the food that is here. All the food suddenly feels very foreign and unfamiliar. When something sounds good, I’m desperate to get it so I can get something in my upset, yet hungry stomach. Take the other day for instance.
I’m reading “Redeeming Love” by Francine Rivers and it in she describes a breakfast of eggs and hashbrowns. HASHBROWNS….YES! I could stomach hashbrowns.
Poor Colby.
Step One: Buy potatoes.
Step Two: Buy a grater.
Step Three: shred potatoes into frying pan.
After Colby has been sent to the store and has slaved away in the kitchen, he presents me with white, finely grated, mushy potato patties. After one bite, I realize that our grater is much too fine and has made potato cake, not hashbrowns…and–well, NEVER MIND–it is really applesauce that I want. Now there is a mess to clean up, a frustrated husband, another errand to be run, and a cranky, HUNGRY, pregnant wife.
Welcome to our world.
Can anyone send me some Kraft spiral Macaroni? Some Saltines? …and a Little Bacon Cheeseburger from Five Guys?
Great photo of the girls on the blog.. Annie I completely understand, however I am in America and I can't stand and am aggravated at times with American food. I don't have weird cravings, I just want to eat all the time. Eat that is if I don't have to cook. For whatever reason cooking flips my stomach. I am ashamed to say our budget is no more due to eating out constantly. Yes, this too shall pass but not quickly enough. They put me on a medicine to stop the nausea because I was missing so much work. I hope you start to feeling better soon.
Annie – Send me your address and I will send some American food. Please email it to me….Or message me on facebook. You poor thing.
Lord almighty Annie,
I concur with the the skatta, I have never been pregnant and I still had dry heaves after I tried that…in front of Jón´s family…hovering over me. Merry Christmas!
Now..now..now..HANGIKJÖT…I hope thats the fetus´s influence… because oh my goodness that stuff is so good, I can just…oh I just love it, and actually had it sent to us this Christmas. It´s better warm though in my opinion.
I do know though all about the American food craving, it´s not that it´s late and you don´t want to drive, it´s not that you really shouldn´t spend the money…oh no…it´s because it´s just not in the country. I seriously considered more than once taking a carne asada burrito with me from California.
-Marisa