The most NORMAL one is CORNBREAD.

I craved it enough to make my own muffins (first batch used the coarse grain corn meal - don't do that!) a few times. I've even begged an official southerner for a real cornbread recipe. I think I've eaten more cornbread in the past two months than in my lifetime so far. It's currently my favorite food in bulk.

For some reason, I really don't care to order much BBQ ever. Today was a banner day... driving to work 8am craving BBQ. That is not me at all... that is clearly a small child talking through me, or a large tumor in my brain (hopefully the former of the two). The best part is I got BBQ for lunch today, with a side of cornbread.
The STRANGEST craving so far is not so much the choice of food, but the temperature of it.

After reading the most recent blog entry about Flip Flop waffles, I might have to try those on the new waffle iron my husband got for Christmas. I don't even LIKE waffles... but I bet the baby does. Stay tuned!