All right, so I guess the cravings have started, given the deviled eggs thing and the fact that I am going back for bread pudding today at lunch and no power in the 'verse can stop me. But I haven't had any aversions, per se--I don't really enjoy my leftover chicken, but then I never really enjoyed my leftover chicken. I'm not that good with leftovers. I eat them, because it would be wasteful not to, but I take very little pleasure in it. But I wouldn't say that my lack of pleasure has increased (or would it be decreased?) during the pregnancy. It's a flatline disinterest.
But there is something funny going on.
Some of my very favorite foods (not including bread pudding, obviously) just aren't tasting as good as they once did. Brussels sprouts, all toasty and parmesan-cheesy, which I used to eat once a week in joy and delight? They now taste kinda bitter. Beets, glorious beets, all caramelized in balsamic vinegar and garlic? Kinda bland. Steak, with a red wine reduction, pan-fried so that it's crispy on the outside and buttery soft on the inside? Overly salty and dry.
The list goes on and on. I had a banana over the weekend--and I was assured that it was a perfectly fine banana--and I had to throw it away because it was too bitter and weird-tasting to choke down. Cave-aged Gouda tastes like onions now. Which is okay, when you feel like eating oniony cheese, but still a little disconcerting.
I don't really know what to do about this. In my head, these things all taste good. I fantasize about eating beets--to the point where one might describe it as a craving, and theoretically cravings are things that, good for you or not, you genuinely want, right? But then I eat the beets, and they do not satisfy! Should I just keep eating the foods I love, hoping that at some point they will revert to their usual flavors? How long does this kind of thing last?