People joke (my husband included) that women never know what they want to eat when you ask them, but for me it’s not a joke—I genuinely don’t know until I think it through.

When someone asks, I have to mentally picture myself eating different foods until I find one that doesn’t make my stomach immediately say, “Absolutely not.”

It’s not about being indecisive; it’s more like my brain and body have already made a decision, and I have to figure out what it is.

Once I find a food that works, I’ll happily eat it over and over again until one day my brain and stomach suddenly decide they don’t want it anymore—and sometimes that catches me off guard too.

Hummus and pita, if you’re reading this, I haven’t forgotten you—I just need some space right now.