During my first pregnancy, I remember my cravings for spicy food being dialed up to the max. One evening, I found myself craving the tangy, spicy allure of vegetable vindaloo. As the aromas filled the kitchen, I recalled the spicy tales my mother would share about how she craved this fiery dish when she was expecting me. It seems the spicy love is hereditary!
Baby says
Ooh, this is spicy! Keep it mild, Mommy, so I can dance happily in here! ๐๐ผ

