My cravings are rebellious. Pre bun in the oven days, I could have cared less about tuna salad. I ate it maybe twice a year. Post bun, I dream of tuna salad. Tuna salad on crackers, tuna melts, tuna salad salad…but tuna is a preggo no-no. I can have it once a week at the most, due to Mercury levels in most fish.
Monday is tuna day. I wait for it. The last Monday tuna day was “kitchen sink” tuna: Celery, Persian cucumber, grape tomatoes, pickles and onions all chopped into tiny pieces, mixed with tuna and Trader Joe’s Cilantro Chive Yogurt Dip (instead of mayo). Gorgeous!
I think part of the reason the tuna craving is so strong is because it’s one of the only protein sources that sounds good. Right now the majority of my protein comes from yogurt and cheese.
However, I’ve found a new protein love. Fried eggs! I’m limiting myself to two a day (cholesterol), and am sure this craving will pass (we’ve already been through the cheese, cracker and pickle sandwich phase and the bagel with cream cheese phase).
The picture you see above are Western Eggs, made by my wonderful husband. Western Eggs and pancakes are my dad’s signature dishes, and I’ve been eating them since I can remember. Husband, dad would be VERY proud, and a little threatened.