Last year, when I was pregnant, I was sitting at my desk at work and I was suddenly overcome with the NEED to eat chocolate zucchini cake. I had not had a pregnancy craving before this, in fact most of my pregnancy was about aversions to formerly beloved food. I started crying because I didn’t crave just any cake but the cake that I had at my Great Grandma’s house when I was a kid. My Great Grandma actually stayed alive until I was 19 so I was very lucky to have her in my life so long. Since she is gone, I was worried how I would get the cake. My Grandma was in the hospital on what we thought was her deathbed (she’s since made a 100% recovery!), so I would have been able to get the recipe from her.
I was so worked up about this, I called my mom crying. And she told me that SHE was the one who made the cake for my Grandma and she had the recipe! Well being at work, I thought she couldn’t get it for me but she heard how upset I was, so she found it online. Here is the only food that I craved for most of my pregnancy.
I went to the grocery store on my way home to pick up the ingredients that I didn’t have on hand and when I walked in the door, I baked the cake. I didn’t sit down, didn’t relax, didn’t nap, didn’t watch tv. I made the cake and waited for it bake. I topped it off with a simple chocolate butter cream frosting. I can’t share the recipe with you because I just throw ingredients together randomly and it never turns out the same twice.
When I bit into that cake last year for the first time in way too many years, a flood of memories came back to me of spending time on my Great Grandma’s farm. I don’ t know now if I was craving the cake, or the memories.