Just like my sudden unshakeable love for denim during this pregnancy, I have developed a sudden unshakeable love for insanely spicy foods.... but here's the kicker-- I can't taste it. The changes one undergoes during pregnancy are the strangest things. I put ten drops of Dave's in my tortilla soup, despite Chris' warning that "One drop may ruin your soup!". Yesterday I ordered the El Diablo burger from Hopdoddy and had them add hot sauce. Today I can't stop thinking about Fire in The Hole wings from Pluckers. I am convinced this child is going to come out of me asking for Texas Pete in her bottle.
