Showing posts with label pregnancy cravings. Show all posts
Showing posts with label pregnancy cravings. Show all posts

Sunday, November 27, 2022

AND SPEAKING OF CHEESE

Here is the Carron Lodge Charcoal Briquette.



It looks like a waxed hockey putt on the outside and it looks like a mineral sample on the inside.


The label says it's a Cheddar with 'added charcoal.'  No, I don't know why.  Tastes OK though, like a Cheddar with crumbly bits in it.


    When my friend and food editor Carolyn Hart was pregnant with her daughter, she developed a craving for clementines, so when the baby arrived she named her Clementine.


    When my Aunty Kath was pregnant with her son, my cousin, she took to eating coal.  I thought it would have been good if she'd called her son Cole (as in Porter) but in fact she called him Michael.