I love me a good peanut butter sandwich. They're cheap, easy to make, kinda healthy and portable!
And so many varieties! There's your plain, PB&Honey, PB&Banana and the classic PB&J. The PB&J has so many varieties itself, with the giant amount of jellies, jams and marmalades out there.
And there's always the magnificient Peanut Butter and Pickle.
At age twenty, I thought I had tried them all. I was wrong.
I was working in an office filled with cubicles. Jessica worked in the one next to mine and peeked over the partial wall.
"Did you bring your lunch?"
"No, I woke up too late to pack anything." I answered. It was a situation that never happened!1 I always get up crazy early!2 "Wanna head into town with me?"
"No way! I packed me a triple-decker PB&J."
Her face was bright and drooly just mentioning it. But it brought to my mind three sandwiches smashed together. I did what any mature adult would do and wrinkled my nose.
"Don't you wrinkle your nose at me! It's great! It's so bad for you, but it's great!"
She then went on to tell me how it's made. It's three slices of bread, not the six I was imagining, and the middle slice is coated on both sides with butter.
I've always hated butter on my sandwiches, so I wasn't thrilled with the idea. But she assured me it just doesn't work without it, so I headed home and tried it.
As you've probably already guessed, I enjoyed it greatly. The butter is amazing at keeping the peanut butter from sticking to the roof of your mouth. It's a little tall, but it's easily smushed into a more tolerable height.
One warning, though: It's not for the carb-watchers.
1If by never I mean usually.
2If by early, I mean just in time to get a shower before running out the door.
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