Every now and then, the Mild Wife and I will crave a particular thing for dinner. Sometimes that's something that we make and sometimes that's take-out from a particular place. Basically, it's just a matter of feeling having a particular something for a meal. It can be as simple as making some quesadillas because we felt like having it as a snack, so we're really not talking anything extravagant here. Really, it just boils down to preferences for food popping up occasionally.
I don't think that's particularly noteworthy, as that basically boils down to, "what do you want for dinner?" Since it's just the two of us, it's not a huge deal, and we tend to stock up on enough of the basics that we can make a good chunk of our craving foods at home. However, there is a bit of a twist here. I've noticed that the Mild Wife will have a craving for a dish several days in a row. It doesn't happen all the time, but it has happened enough times that I've noticed.
It's not even the stereotypical items like ice cream or chocolate, for what it's worth. Every now and then, she feels like having popcorn like three nights in a row. I don't think I've ever discerned the pattern, and neither has she. It doesn't seem to be related to the calendar, it's not the same item all the time, and it doesn't even seem to be items with the same nutrients in them. It's just one of those things that happen every so often. Every body is different, after all.
The funniest part about this, however, was how the Mild Wife has taken to describing this. We were having a discussion about groceries, and I was proposing that we stock up on items if a craving was rearing its head. Suddenly, inspiration struck, and she said, "no, that's not trending this week." Yup, she described those food cravings as trending in her stomach. It was sheer genius, I tell you.
After we both calmed our laughter, we finished our grocery shopping. Still, the phrase had been coined, and I promise you that this is not the last time that we've talked about food trending in the Mild Home.
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