I'm so embarrassed to admit this but for me right now it's: S/V chips, Gobstoppers, Polish Dill Pickles, popcorn (although that's a constant in my life) and... RED WINE.
Of course I'm not drinking the red wine - although DP did allow me 2 capfuls one night last week when I was bawling like a baby because "I just can't live without a sip - why do you hate me so much? YOU did this to me you jerk".
I used to drink red wine before but only in winter - never in the heat that Melb is experiencing at the moment but I currently have a bottle that's been open since last week that I sniff when the mood strikes. The more off the bottle is, the better. And I don't want to taste it - just want to smell it.
Apparently my mum was the same way when she was pregnant with me - she even stashed off bottles around the house to get her 'fix' although when my dad found them she had to basically swear on a Bible that she wasn't drinking them, merely smelling them.
Now that I've put this into words, I'm even more humiliated. What 34-year-old woman craves the smell of vinegary, putrid red wine? So shameful.
Seriously Angela - do you live in Melb? If so, I'll come over with bags of nectarines if you are willing to just let me smell your red wine after bub arrives.
No not in Melbourne (however I would like to be!) however if you PM me I can send you the details of the well known WA winery that are selling off their excess stock at rather good prices...
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