December 12 07

when i was pregnant with each of my three children, i became obsessed with one kind of food. with Josh, it was frozen yogurt.

but, oh how i loved it. Not Just Yogurt, my supplier of choice, was just down the road from my condo, and my friend Dikla and i used to drag our toddlers out with us, erm, every day. it worked out well, because we were able to bribe the children (i’m a huge fan of bribery) i was also a big fan of the chocolate and vanilla swirl. cookies and cream. peanut butter cup. irish cream. white chocolate mousse. and don’t even get me started on the toppings (cookie dough was my favorite. hands down)
on top of my daily visits, i would buy myself a $20 pie at the beginning of the week, throw it in my freezer, and eat my way through it all week. and no, i didn’t share. i am not proud of this. in any way.

and i haven’t been able to eat at Not Just Yogurt since Josh was born.

where was i going with this..ah, oh yes… 

last week, i won a free frozen yogurt pie. and then it hit me. i wanted it again. i wanted it right. that. very. minute. it’s all i can think about.
(no. i’m very very unpregnant right now. i can assure you of this fact. my mirena and i can assure you of this fact)

so, last night, the husband went to pick one up…while Emily and i sang high school musical karaoke on the wii. whatever, she’s ridiculously good and gets a’s on every song. and she keeps unlocking outfits and songs. i’m ridiculously bad and get c’s. and the songs make me bleed from my ears a little bit. but it’s something we do together. and it makes me so happy to see her smile, since she’s usually such a miserable teenager-y snot.

and i opened up the pie (that i totally was not planning on sharing) and looked at it for a moment. it didn’t look right. at all. but, still, since it’s become much like a Ryan-seeing-Taylor-all-sudsy-on-rollerskates- everywhere obsession for me, i went for it. and took a bite.

and. it. was. bad. the crust was soggy, the yogurt tasted like, well, like freezer. ew. the husband’s going to take it back. because i don’t do things like that. i can’t sent food back. i can’t take food back. i just can’t. it’s not in my nature. (my mother doesn’t do it either, so i come by it honestly).

but i’m done, i’m afraid. Not Just Yogurt, you’ve let me down. we are officially in a fight. a fight my ass will probably thank me for when i have to squeeze it into a bikini (who are we kidding…into a tankini) when i go to St. Lucia in March.

come on over and see me at Juice today. It’s Hump Day Hearts day over on my entertainment site. it’s all about hook-ups and break-ups today.  You don’t want to miss it.

  1. nothing like soggy pie…. especially one topped with dairy-fed bacterial cultures

    and those singing games are my last hope for convincing MTM to get a console system… she loathes the idea of one.


    Comment by SciFi Dad on December 12, 2007
  2. This reminds Bossy of an interview she one time heard with Goldie Hawn, who named her son Oliver due to her olive cravings during her pregnancy.


    Comment by BOSSY on December 12, 2007
  3. Ok, now I want to go get frozen yogurt or ice cream RIGHT NOW! Thanks!


    Comment by Shannon on December 12, 2007
  4. I have never heard of this Not Just Yogurt place before, and despite their crappy pie, I am intrigued.

    You seem to have a way with convincing me that I need things, even when you have given a BAD review ;)


    Comment by Angella on December 12, 2007
  5. I don’t remember any food cravings during my pregnancies (although I HAD them) but I do remember with grotesque clarity each of my food AVERSIONS. While pregnant with The Girl, for example, I could NOT eat broccoli or chicken. At all.
    Emily is 7, correct? That’s a miserable year. They get flooded with adult hormones for the first time and it really IS like having a little teenager around. 8 is MUCH more bearable.


    Comment by Rebecca on December 12, 2007
  6. Yuck. Nothing like soggy gross yogurt pie.

    we bought a carton of yogurt last weekend at the grocery store, I didn’t notice that a corner of the box was damaged and when I got home to take them out, the tops of most of them had been peeled off as they were jumbled around with a busted yogurt.

    I didn’t return it either. I just threw it out. I don’t have the time or patience to deal with waiting for them to decide if I get a discount or not.


    Comment by sam on December 12, 2007
  7. I, too, cannot send food back. In fact, if in the presence of someone who cooked a nasty concoction, it is untelling what I would wolf down in order to appear polite and unpicky about the state of my food. I just can’t send things back. I don’t have it in me. :)


    Comment by manda on December 12, 2007
  8. I dont do yogurt. Not even in my smoothies.


    Comment by Miss on December 12, 2007
  9. ROFL! I nearly fell out of my chair when I read “Tankini” :)

    I’ve never heard of a yogurt pie, but I’d love to try one….sorry to hear about the sogginess. How unappetizing…


    Comment by Momisodes on December 12, 2007
  10. I’m still craving that pie now – even after your disapointing description. Wish I could get turned off red wine too. (for more than one hungover morning anyway)


    Comment by Don Mills Diva on December 12, 2007
  11. Ali, wear a bikini. You’re hot. You can do it.


    Comment by Heather on December 12, 2007
  12. Hi Ali – I don’t have anything specific about this post but I just wanted to say that I always look forward to your posts. They are a highlight of my day. You have a wonderful spirit about you. Thank you.


    Comment by J. on December 13, 2007
  13. Frozen Yogurt pie doesn’t sound that good to me either, but if it was soggy, I’m glad you sent it back. I had very specific cravings with each of my pregnancies, and what’s interesting is that with the boys, it was sugary things-pancakes with Ryan, Chips Ahoy cookies with Nathan. With Kaitlyn? I craved meat. Hamburgers, and then the grilled shrimp fajitas at the Mexican restaurant down the street. Which I still love!


    Comment by Elizabeth on December 16, 2007

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