Virgin Bloody Mary Recipe

I recently shared about how when I was pregnant with my third child, I was obsessed with drinking Virgin Bloody Marys (Maries? That doesn’t seem right. How does one make this plural?) I was flying very frequently and would always ask for Bloody Mary mix on the airplane. The whole can because a) I was pregnant and as much as I tried to keep my emotions in check, it didn’t take much to make me cry, and b) who else is going to drink half a can of Bloody Mary mix? I propose no one. I would make them at home. I couldn’t even talk about them without my mouth watering. It was the single most pervasive, intense pregnancy craving I have ever had–never brownies, never cookies, often salt and vinegar Kettle Chips. But there was nothing like the…