I heard someone on some news station refer to the "sandwich generation". Who is that? I immediately thought, "Doesn't everyone eat sandwiches?". So, he was probably talking about me.
I just finished a PB&J sandwich for lunch today. It is funny where the mind can go to while performing every-day tasks. For instance, as I made my PB&J I was having some peanut butter issues. My wife purchased some more 'natural' style of peanut butter, which has all of the oil at the top when you buy it. It is no doubt a healthier choice, because of the sweat you break while trying to mix the whole thing up upon first entry into the jar.
I didn't get to this jar when it was first opened, and the first mixing was less than thorough. Now, more than half way through the jar, there is no oil to be found. The peanut butter is practically the consistency of near-set concrete.
As I worked the butter-knife with the same energy needed to swing a broad sword, I thought back to a comment a High school friend once made while we were watching "The Wall". "That has got to be the driest sandwich anyone has ever made", he said as we watched the young "Pink" enjoy his after-school sandwich. I think I topped that one today. I know I topped that one today - and it wasn't for a lack of jelly!
Ordinarily, I am a stress tester of bread. My personal goal when making a PB&J is to put enough peanut butter on it to ensure I'll feel the weight of it in my belly. As far as jelly is concerned, it has always been my belief that the goal of jelly application is to put as much on as possible without causing a bread-rupture or jelly loss during consumption. Surely that must say something about who I am.
What about people who don't eat PB&J? Or what about people who refuse to eat the crust of the bread? How about people who only eat PB&J that has been prepared for them by someone else?
I think there is a great deal we can learn about ourselves, and our fellow man (woman) through the analysis of PB&J tendencies.
What do you think?
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