Not me. But I remember in my pregnancy I loved KFC and Caramel Sundaes. And I had a huge appetite for someone of my size (I'm 5'2"). My husband could take me to KFC and then drive me to DQ 15 minutes later and I'd still wolf down everything on my plate.
Well, my wife's were mostly Taco Bell, Ice cream and Chicken. LOTS of chicken. It was almost horrifying how much she wanted chicken. I remember one time I woke up and gently pushed her away from gnawing on my arms, mumbling something about chicken.