Dear Red Pepper
I loved you last week. Cooked, raw, plain, dipped in hummus. I ate you everyday. Sometimes in an omelet, sometimes as a snack, and other times in a taco. But today .. I hate you. I hate the way you look, I hate the way you smell. Just the thought of eating you makes me want to throw up. Please vacate my refrigerate.
Sincerely, your pregnant friend Kara
Ps. I might be craving you tomorrow .. so, maybe just hide in the refrigerator today.