Mmmmm......Peanut Butter

I love peanut butter. Seriously! I really do.

Sometimes I crave it! You know....scooped up with apple slices or spread on celery sticks or stirred into hot corn syrup and sugar, then mixed with Rice Krispies or Corn Flakes. I like it with honey on toasted seven grain bread or with jam on soft white bread. A waffle with peanut butter and syrup is one of my favorite breakfasts. I admit I even occasionally eat it plain with a spoon.

I like peanut butter creamy and sticky, requiring a glass of milk to get it off the top of my mouth. I like peanut butter thick and crunchy with bits of peanuts that stick between my teeth. I like peanut butter cookies and peanut butter bars and peanut butter frosting on chocolate cake. If candy has peanut butter in it, you can bet I like it.

I don't remember when I first fell in love with peanut butter. I think it must have been early in my life, but was only recently rediscovered. I suppose that making it "forbidden", as it was during recent months of dieting, has only enhanced it's enticement. But I can't remember a time that I didn't like peanut butter.

Interestingly, peanuts alone are not at the top of my list. Cashews have always been my nut of choice, with pistachios a close second. I like almonds and pecans and macadamia nuts. But I'll rarely, if ever, choose to munch on peanuts. I even buy mixed nuts without peanuts!

I guess there is no explaining it, but it is true: I love peanut butter. I really do.