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Now, I appreciate that my review of a baby food may be a little unusual. You see, I'm not reviewing it from my (now 6 year old) daughters viewpoint, but from mine . When I was pregnant with my daughter, many many moons ago, somebody made the comment 'Your body is working for your baby, and your baby knows what it wants.' . It creeped me out at first, mainly because the comment was made by one of those random strangers that has decided that just because you're pregnant, it is absolutely OK for them to come and rub you on the stomach. I hate those people . I did have pretty rotten morning sickness though - all the foods I normally liked suddenly made me gag just smelling them.And somehow that comment stuck in my head . Its a baby, maybe it needs baby food ! So, I lined up some various jars . Some experiences were bloody awful - I'm not ashamed to admit that there were a couple of occasions where I took one mouthful, and immediatelt felt filled with shame that I would have even contemplated shoving that gunk down my childs throat . One thing I could keep down, and actually liked, was Heinz Mums Own Porridge. Now, I love Porridge . Can't seem to manage to cook it without burning a pan, but I like it. And with this can, I had no need to cook it - I simply had to warm it - which was a case of tipping the contents into a bowl and microwaving for a few seconds. The packaging does warn to be careful about microwaving when feeding to infants, and also tells you how to warm it by standing the jar in hot water. But anyway, Microwaving! I could manage that! Eating it - well, it was thick, creamy and starchy . The texture of it clung to my tongue, and there was a slight subtle sweetness to it . I loved the thick creamy sauce around it - it reminded me a lot of a rice pudding, and I'm not ashamed to say I happily ate the whole jar . And I kept it down! This was a miracle- I thought about calling the pope and getting him involved, maybe we could have made a St Heinz , but instead, I decided to go grab a whole load more of these litte jars . In due course my daughter was born . My stomach returned to normal, and I was able to start eating real food again. But I had all these jars of baby porridge ! No need to worry, my daughter seemed to like them too . Sure, she vomited a couple of them all over the wall, leaving stains that to this day can still not be removed, but she ate them without moaning . I would very much recommend this product - it has a lovely creamy taste, and is very thick and satisfying . Ok, I should never have eaten it in the first place, but who can explain how cravings work . My bizarre pregnancy eating baby food experiment also threw up several things I would never put into the mouthof my worst enemy, all hailed as nutritious and delicous, so I thank my lucky stars that at some point I found this .