Hormonal Weirdness

Tonight's dinner was squash curry with tofu.
I hate tofu.
This week constitutes the end of the first trimester. Everyone tells us that the end of the first trimester will be the end of the hormonal weirdness. Everyone, in this case, is the doc, and also most of our friends that have been through pregnancy and childbirth before.
This first trimester has been interesting on the dietary and super-powers front.
Kate has developed the super-hero sense of smell. Unfortunately, there's not much to do with the super-hero sense of smell. It would be an interesting costume, I guess.
We went to see Julie and Julia at the local multiplex. This was about four weeks into it, I guess. The local multiplex has two sets of doors separated by about eight feet before you get into the lobby. We got into the outer doors, but not yet the inner ones and Kate turned to me and asked do I smell that? Evidently the bathrooms hadn't been cleaned in a while.
I didn't smell it at all. By itself that's not unusual, my nose's been broken a whole bunch of times, I don't have a great sense of smell. It was absolutely a precursor of what the last several weeks have been like. The bathrooms, by the way, definitely needed to be cleaned.

For the last several weeks she's been off vegetables. This is particularly challenging since she really likes vegetables. She really doesn't like meat. She's off meat too. She wasn't ever really into it, but now she's having a very hard time even being at the same table with me when I eat it. This doesn't leave a whole lot of options for dinners. We've been playing dinner roulette. I call the clinic and ask how she's feeling, and if she thinks that she can handle something in particular. Then I make that. Mostly she can eat it, sometimes she can't. The winners seem to be the stuff that, in general, I only make a few times a year, because they're really unhealthy. Spinach and cheese enchiladas has been the winner so far. I make a variation of the recipe in the El Dorado cookbook. Kevin Tubbs is a culinary genius, but I prefer more cheese. I've not found any substitute for soaking each tortilla in heated canola oil for about ten seconds. It keeps them from tearing when I roll the enchiladas. Nothing else I've tried works, and they taste really good, but they are not at all good for you. I even asked Kevin himself once while we were having dinner at his restaurant. He says there's no way around it. It's possible to gain several pounds just standing in the kitchen while I make them.
The squash curry went over fairly well also. It's also not especially healthy, but it is vegetarian.
There haven't been any cravings yet, I'm kind of wondering when those will happen. I'm sort of hoping that she'll crave meat. That's entirely selfish, and I'm not proud of it, but in my defense, I'll eat as much tofu as necessary in the meantime. A friend of ours who's a full vegetarian (Kate isn't) once told us that she's hoping to get cravings for bacon when she's pregnant so that she can eat it with a clear conscience. So far Kate's not off bacon, which I'm profoundly grateful for.
She does say that her energy is beginning to come back, which is good. Hopefully the food thing will begin to normalize soon. Of course, this was the year that we decided to subscribe to a CSA. Also, our garden has been very productive. I've begun referring to the CSA as our weekly compost delivery.