Hi. My name is Lauren and I’m addicted to Peanut Butter.
They say admitting it is the first step to recovery, or something like that. But, I like being a PB Addict. Also, it’s not my fault. It’s genetic. My mom says she ate a lot of it when she was pregnant with me. She also claims this is the reason that I have really thick hair. Who knows if this is the reason, but the fact is that I was exposed to it before birth and now here we are. It could have been something worse, right?
When I was little, a peanut butter and jelly sandwich was my lunch of choice. The peanut butter had to be Jif, the jelly had to be grape, and the bread had to be white and slightly mushy. Randomly, I just remembered the following commercial that Skippy (terrible stuff) used to air in the 80s. As soon as I saw it, I started making my grandmom or whoever was making my lunch draw a heart on my peanut butter sandwich before closing it.
Ahh. 80s commercials were amazing.
Anyway. Today, I usually just go for the butter by itself. On a spoon. Or, the tip of a knife. Or, on some other food item, like an apple or pretzel stick, Or, in desperate situations, my finger (again, don’t judge. You’ve done it too). Jif remains the only variety of PB for me. The plain old creamy variety is the best, but in my advanced age, I’ve started to opt either for Simply Jif (less sugar and sodium) or Jif Natural (less fat and sodium). It’s either that or the Smart Balance variety that my mom eats now. I’ve never had it, but I’m pretty sure that it’s disgusting.
So, when Chester and I went to NY a few weeks ago, I had to make a pilgrimage to Peanut Butter and Company in Soho (as if I hadn’t had enough junk food after the ice cream). The restaurant features a variety of classic PB and J sandwiches, like PB and Marshmallow Fluff, PB and bananas and honey (The Elvis) as well as gourmet varieties like Dark Chocolate Dreams (described on the menu as PB and J meets Black Forest Cake) and The Heat is On (spicy peanut butter and grilled chicken with pineapple jam. Ew.) This is my dream restaurant and I’m sorry that someone beat me to the concept!
Chester opted for The Cookie Dough Surprise, a combination of PB, vanilla cream cheese and chocolate chips. It tasted just like Cookie Dough! I went for the Jerry Seinfeld Comedy Special, a toasted bagel with PB, drizzled with honey and cinnamon. It’s my new favorite combination. I have always enjoyed the way a toasted bagel makes the PB melty, extra smooth, and drippy. But the honey and cinnamon paired with the natural PB that the company makes gave it an extra bit of sweetness. Paired with chocolate milk and potato chips, it brought me right back to being a little kid (no, I did not embarrass myself by asking them to draw a heart in the PB. But, I did use the chips to scoop up some PB).
So, this past weekend, we decided to try it at home. We ended up mixing the honey in with the peanut butter, instead of drizzling over it. And, we had a shortage of regular cinnamon, so we used cinnamon sugar, which made it slightly sweeter. It was still yummy.
So, again, my name is Lauren, and I’m a PB addict. And, I don’t want to recover.