The cheesecake bug

I've been stricken with some awful cold. I feel like I've been turned into a hacking, coughing, snivelling, gravel-voiced swamp hag that only emerges from my lair for hot tea. And cocao. And cheesecake, and cookies, and chocolate dipped butter biscuits. I think that by the time I finally get better I might have gained two pounds just from my inexplicable cold-related craving for baked goods.

Does this ever happen to anyone else? Does it?