February 20, 2009 - 10:47 am
Okay, so I’m thinking the pregnancy cravings have officially started. As in last night I rolled over at 12:30am in bed and said to Wes, “How much do you love me?” Things went sort of downhill after he figured out I was more in the mood for him to run to the grocery store than for some “loving.” But seriously, what can I do? My mind has fixated on the object of my mouthbuds’ desires and there is no stopping it. Of course the current obsession is the one thing I’m pretty sure I will not be able to find. (**IMPORTANT: If you live in the St. Louis Metropolitan area and you know where to find the below object you had better leave a comment STAT. Thank you.**)
I present to you… the Japanese Crepe.
(The above pictures were shamelessly stolen from a random google image search where I tried to stop myself from licking the computer screen. No credit to artists or whatever. Sorry.)
Hello crepes come to Mama. Seriously… these are the best thing ever. These are no stinking snobby French food. You buy these babies on street corners and subway stations. One thing I can assure you of is Japan + street food = Heaven/Nirvana/Unrequited love. You can customize these at the shop. The crepes are HUGE and folded so that there is no leaking and they are amazingly delicious. I like the mixed fruits crepe (kiwi, strawberry & banana) with vanilla ice cream, whipped cream and chocolate syrup. Oh yes. I do indeed. But that cookies and cream one is looking pretty good right now too. I haven’t had one of these since Wes and I were in San Francisco a year ago. Like to the day. And oh, how I miss them.
Now, seriously, I can’t go around eating stuff like this all the time because then I will get fat and my unborn baby will get fat and then I’ll have to give birth to a 400 pound hippo and rupture things I don’t like to think about and die. Instead I am trying to be good and eat healthy alternatives. In this case, I can settle for the mixed fruit part and sort of meet the demands of the craving. So getting back to last night, after I had described my fantasy of us flying to California or Japan so I could get this amazing confection, my next best idea was for Wes to run to the store and buy me some kiwi, strawberries and bananas. This was a no go. I’m pretty sure he thought this was a passing fancy, something I would sleep on, forget, and then move on to the next thing. Of course I immediately started salivating this morning when I woke up and the craving is back strong as ever. So I’m off to the grocery store to get me some fruit.
love, Christina