This troper always has a strange craving for applesauce and bagels, together. Also, broccoli and ketchup is pretty tasty, but only at night for some reason.

My mother craved ice cream so much during her fourth and last pregnancy, she took us kids out for ice cream literally ''every day''. My baby sister wasn't born until late August. That was a ''good'' summer...

My stepmom told me about how she craved ''matches'' when she was pregnant with one of my stepbrothers (the older one, I think)- some mineral she wasn't getting enough of, sulfur probably, I forget.

I was two weeks late. My mother was so depressed by the hormone swings that she ate a whole pan of brownies one night. The serotonin made her go into labour. It took me twelve hours to be born because my head was too big to fit through the birth canal, which the serotonin had made contract for some bizarre reason.

A non-pregnancy-related example. This troper knew a girl who had a tendency to proclaim her craving for some specific food item such as a certain flavour of icecream or pizza with such-and-such topping.

This Troper has found that in the morning he craves a Fettucini Alfredo sandwich. And for some reason, it has to be cold. He's never really liked pasta, too. ''IT MAKES NO GODDAMN SENSE.''

You ain't lyin'; it really makes NO sense. But this troper can't throw stones, he went to five different Starbucks during his lunch break because he simply had to have the caramel apple cider with the caramel syrup. I'm sorry, they're really good.

Another non-pregnancy example. This troper once spent over an hour with a severe hankering for Swiss Chard (a leafy, spinich-esque veggie) with olive oil and garlic. Although, given that I was at Uni and hadn't eaten anything green for a while, maybe my body was trying to tell me something.

This troper's coworker had cravings for the smell of new tires while pregnant. What the hell.

Who knows? New video game packaging smells pretty good as well.

This troper's mother craved the smell of gasoline whilst pregnant with her. Which apparently transfered to this troper-she loves the smell, whereas the rest of her family hates it.

This troper's friend cannot play guitar without eating a Kinder Bueno afterwards. I don't blame him mind.

I can see why. Those things are luscious.

This Trope's Mother craved Pickled Onions when she was pregnant with him. He can't get enough of the damn things.

This Troper's mother craved cheesecake while she was pregnant with me, and sushi while my little sister was in there. Just try to guess our favorite foods.

While I was in India I had cravings for Vegemite (black salty tasting spread that Australians eat). Not on toast or anything, but a huge lump of it on a plate, eaten with a small piece of egg shell. I think by the end of the trip I'd eaten about 500g of it like that.

Whenever this troper hears either of two tracks, he will instantly start craving for cereal.

Whenever this troper thinks about lunch meat, an instant baloney and tuna salad craving comes up. No idea why, but the combination is good in a sandwitch.

This troper's mother wasn't a smoker and didn't drink coffee before pregnancy with him. But she did have cravings for them, so she ripped open cigarettes to eat the tobacco, and ate coffee out of the can. I've had caffeine and nicotine since I was a fetus, and still wonder whether it's really her that wanted them or I demanded them. My own strangest craving has been picante sauce and chocolate, which makes a better combo than it sounds, really.

She ATE tobacco? As in, actually swallowing it? I always thought eating that stuff was extremely poisonous (as opposed to smoking it where it only results in a mild 'kick' and bad health.)

This troper's craving? Sandwiches. No matter what it is on this earth, if it's in between two pieces of bread with some kind of spread I will swallow it whole.

Same with this one. He regularly nabs mayo and bread from the fridge to go with whatever dinner he's having.

This troper's mother craved Greek Youghurt when she was pregnant with me. I cannot stand the stuff. I hate most youghurts actually.

It makes kind of sense, with the whole getting-in-character thing and all, but when this troper cosplays L, she starts craving sweet stuff -- and she actually ''hates'' sweets, so much that the first time she had to do it she thought she couldn't be able to eat the mountain of sweets she was carrying. She was swiftly proved wrong by herself. Seriously, try to give her anything sweet when she's out of character. She might puke.

This troper usually craves chocolate at that time of the month. Last month it was ''oatmeal''.

This lurker has a similar issue. Except replace 'chocolate' with 'garlic mixed with rice' and 'oatmeal' with 'melted cheese and onion sandwiches'.

This troper tends to crave eggs and sweet things two or three days ''before'' her period--and once it starts, she adds an overwhelming craving for crunchy foods and salt. Salty foods will do in a pinch, but she constantly eats actual salt from the ''shaker''. She does her best to drink water, but the last part still horrifies her mother.

This troper is male, but doesn't require pregnancy to have Wacky Cravings. For example: he (he meaning I) loves barbecue sauce, but cannot handle spicy foods, so what he does is get a bowl full of shredded cheese, preferably mozzarella, to act as a dampener and pours barbecue sauce all over it. Also, peanut butter in a bowl, Chocolate syrup. Microwave for 45 seconds. Stir with spoon and eat. Yummy!

When this tropers mother was carrying me, she craved apples. Not too wierd, except that they later became my TrademarkFavouriteFood.

Beware of old women peddling them at your door.

This editor's mother had cravings for saltine crackers washed down with milk. Lo and behold, it turned out to be one of my favorite snacks as well.

My mum told me that she craved asparagus. It remains one of her favourite foods, although ''I'' can't stand it.

My wife's cravings were pretty mundane - pepperoni pizza, chocolate milkshakes, et cetera - but what was amazing was how ''urgently'' she needed them. As in: "PIZZA. ''NOW.''"

Not a pregnancy example, but "that time of the month". I usually crave chocolate and anything salty. Potato chips, pickles, ''pickle juice drunk straight from the jar'', and ice cream. Lots and lots of ice cream.

Same here. This troper always goes through alternating salty (usually chips) and sweet (usually chocolate) phases, depending on the time of month.

Pickle juice is awesome.

Every girl I know (including myself) craves that sort of thing during that time of the month.

At that time of the month this troper ''craves'' alcohol. She normally doesn't drink, but what really gets her is that should she have her once-a-month drink, the cramps are not nearly as bad. Considering that they, the cramps, are painful to the point she prefers the first degree burns she sometimes gets from the rice packs not only appear through the belly, but across the back and down her legs sometimes all the way to the ankle, she'll work down even the most disgusting drinks as long as she gets that one glass.

I don't know how wacky this is, but next time you're in Dunkin Donuts (if there is one where you live), get the bacon, egg, and cheese breakfast sandwich ''on a raisin bagel''. I've gotten a few weird looks from the staff for ordering this, but you have to try to it.

This troper craved coffee after evacuating from Hurricane Rita. This troper hated the SMELL of coffee before this event, and still does now, but craved it the minute she left her home state to the minute she got back. The caffeine, maybe?

PMS gives me the cravings, too. Normally for protein-rich foods, oddly enough. I still get the chocolate cravings now and then, but during PMS, I ''have'' to have protein. This can mean anything from scrambled eggs through to ham + cheese toasties.

You're probably trying to replace the protein you've lost. This troper generally craves steak and other high protein foods at that time of the month.

My mother knew a woman who ate soap when she was pregnant. Yes, soap. Specifically Irish Spring. She would get a bar of the stuff, shave off curls with a knife, and then eat them.

This troper had some pretty strange cravings as a kid. At 21 I'm baffled at how I could down all the brine left behind in a jar of pickles, eat ants, and swallow coins. But then again, I was suddenly struck with the urge to chomp a clove of garlic while preparing a meal...

This troper's mother is an inversion: quirky snacks all the time, which she lost the taste for while carrying.

This troper's mother craved rare steak while pregnant with the troper's brother, and he has no bizarre eldrich abnormalities. Also, the troper's equally normal friend once did have a raw meat craving and twelve years on her son still shows no signs of alien hybridization.

This troper knew a girl who craved chocolate-covered salmon when she was pregnant. She called it "chocosalmon."

This troper found that her sense of taste started disappearing about month 3, and she was ''desperate'' to taste ''something'' - anything! The only thing that seemed to come through was the sourness of onions or vinegar or pickles (gherkins), so she had a craving for a while for peanut-butter-and-raw-onion sandwiches. It's probably due to hormones.

This troper's mother, while pregnant with her third child, craved eggrolls and coffee for the first half of her pregnancy, and then after that, it was everything covered in mayonnaise (weird, considering she doesn't usually like it). Which led to some pretty unusual conversations while watching TV: #QUOTE# '''Mom''': You know what sounds really good right now? #QUOTE# '''Troper''': What? #QUOTE# '''Mom''': Pickles and mayonnaise. #QUOTE# '''Troper''': On a sandwich? #QUOTE# '''Mom''': No, just by themselves. #QUOTE#'''Troper, fearing a hormonal mood swing, says nothing.''' #QUOTE# '''(few moments of silence)''' #QUOTE# '''Mom''': Wait, you know what would be even better? #QUOTE# '''Troper (afraid to ask)''': What? #QUOTE# '''Mom''': A corndog and mayonnaise. Mmmm....

This troper has heard of some women eating charcoal. Since charcoal naturally neutralizes poisons, it's probably an instinctual safeguard against the OTHER unusual foods that pregnant women may find themselves eating.

When this troper's mother was pregnant with him, she had a large craving for igneous rocks (Lava rocks, pretty much.) Due to this, her teeth were grated down to an unusual shape. The story still amuses this troper to this day.

My mother ate coal when she was pregnant with me. Actual coal, from the fireplace, and this wasn't just an overnight fad. (She points out she washed it first, and preferred the crunchy bits.)

This troper craves tortillas at odd intervals. Not tacos or burritos or anything, just plain tortillas. Mmm, tortillas...

This troper had a very bad thing for tinned baked beans when she was pregnant. Dissapointingly, I couldn't eat shrimp, which I love.

Last summer this troper had a neverending craving for Apple Cinnamon [=NutriGrain=] bars. She literally went through two or three boxes a day, and felt restless and agitated when there were none left. Wacky because she never really liked apple cinnamon in the first place, and now that the summer/craving is over, she kinda hates them. :/

This Troper was MistakenForPregnant when she came in to the room with a hot slice of pecan pie topped with vanilla ice cream, and some Claussen pickles on the side. It was a matter of what was in the house. Her sister had just made pecan pie (for which she is locally famous), and this Troper wanted to get as many of those pickles as possible before her brother found and devoured them all.

This same Troper's same pecan-pie-baking sister, a lifelong hater of peanut butter, has begun eating plain peanut butter sandwiches during her second pregnancy.

Inverted with this troper's friend. An ExtremeOmnivore-ish person, she ate weird things all the time. It was only when she was pregnant that she ate normal things.

At one point, this Troper had a mad, mad craving for fried fair food of all varieties.

When my dear friend was pregnant with her daughter (my god-child), she was utterly addicted to Lucky Charms cereal. Her husband was wise and stocked up.

When Mom was pregnant with my twin and me, she craved peanut-butter and charred bologna sandwiches. My twin won't touch either, but peanut butter is a staple in my cupboard.

When my mother was pregnant with me, she apparently had a wicked craving for xi muoi (preserved plums). With my little sister, it was [=McDonald's=] and pickles, and with my big sister, it was mangoes and chalk.

This troper was waiting in line at a Subway branch, which happened to be across the road from a hospital, when a frenzied-looking fellow burst in and demanded to know how many Smarties cookies $20 would get him. The girl at the register took one look at him and asked if his wife was in labour, which she apparently was. He left $30 worth, courtesy of the staff, and tore off back across the street. Made me smile, anyway.

Not so much ''Craving'' in my case. My "time" is often late. This leaves me unable to keep food down for up to, and some times BEYOND the end of it. The only thing I can keep down is ginger. Anything cooked in it, or even little dried, caramelized chunks. Worst part? Normally we buy this vegetable meat stuff that tastes AMAZING with ginger. The store is out of it. No word on new supplies. I am very, very doomed. Oh so doomed.

This male troper has odd craving rather frequently; hummus, asparagus, veggies in general, paper, gum, crystallised ginger, cayenne pepper, and chocolate. Strangely, if this troper eats non-dark chocolate when not craving it; he gets sick.

This troper's mother craved spicy foods, particularly extremely hot salsa, when she was pregnant with her. According to her, my aunt told her, "You need to stop eating so much spicy food. Your baby's gonna think she's Mexican, and when she comes out, she'll be so confused..." (Actually, I think what she said was, "'Shoot, I'm a dang Mexican,'" but that's not the point. Just so you know, she's not a racist.) Interestingly, it did end up rubbing off on me, as I can't get enough of the stuff.

And she also craved chili dogs from Sonic when she was pregnant with my little brother. Not too weird, except she absolutely ''had'' to have them ''immediately''! My father (I imagine that the poor man was pretty scared of her, with the hormonal imbalances and all) was glad to rush out and buy her said chili dogs, which she ate right there in the garage after waiting for him to come home...

This troper's mother was fairly normal during pregnancy, other than an even higher than normal fruit craving, but in general life, she's not a fan of salt at all. As children, both my sister and I would eat salt straight out of the shaker.

I also get the fairly common chocolate craving near the beginning of my period (yay delicious magnesium!) and the day before it starts I'm ravenous for carbs.

Once while traveling with family, we stopped for snacks. I got one of those big pickles and a bottle of pink lemonade. My mom's response: "I'm glad you're a boy." I also get weird looks from people when I put garlic powder or garlic salt on french fries.

First thing I'll be doing when I get back from HongKong is getting a box of Bojangle's chicken. They have chicken here, but I want that specific place so ''badly'' right now...

When my mum was pregnant with my brother she craved oranges and cola. When she was pregnant with me, she craved pickled gherkins so much that she'd eat a whole jar of them and then drink the remaining vinegar.

A non-pregnancy example: This troper has often-strange and rather specific cravings for foods. For instance, he really likes the breadsticks at this local pizza place. Nothing else. Just the breadsticks, and he can put away about three boxes by himself. He'll also sometimes put pepper and onion powder on grilled cheese sandwiches, as well as mixing jujubes and skittles with his popcorn at the movies. Perhaps his most eyebrow-raising concoction is a mixture of cornflakes, peanut butter, and maple syrup all smooshed together in a bowl. He calls it "The Sugar Rush" or the "Type-2 Diabetes with a side order of Heart Disease".

I've never been pregnant, but share the [=PMS=]-fueled chocolate craving other female contributors have mentioned. I also find myself seriously craving protein when ill or seriously stressed, usually in the form of meat and/or cheese (good thing I'm an omnivore).

This troper's mother craved Arby's Roast Beef Sandwiches the entire time she was pregnant with me, so that's all she ended up eating. The doctor told her that it wouldn't be healthy to do that for her second pregnancy, so when she was expecting my little brother, she lived off of Whoppers. I hate Arby's roast beef, and my brother hates Whoppers. However, on the flipside, my brother loves Arby's and I could probably live off of Whoppers if they weren't so unhealthy.

Both of my pregnancies led to cravings both mundane and unusual. For example, eggs scrambled with sharp cheddar cheese, ranch dressing, bacon bits, and hot sauce (I normally loathe eggs), pickle brine, flour, kool-aid powder, and crab cakes. I also drank white grape juice mixed with 2% milk.