PB is my friend

If you don't like peanut butter, you're weird.  or allergic. in which case i am sorry for you.

But i LOVE the stuff.

Along with fro-yo, chocolate and coffee, i have it every. single. day.

pb on toast. sometimes with jam, sometimes not. 

I saw this peanut butter and jam candy bar the other day and my head damn near fell off:

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Then i found out there's a national pb day.  

Okay, so i know that 'national' probably doesn't include us Canucks, 

and it's long past (january 24th), but i don't care, next year i am sooooo celebrating.

But, have you ever dropped the peanut butter jar? 

Yeah, all 1.459382 kilos of it.  on. the. floor.  (at least they're not made of glass these days) 

Surprisingly the velocity and the sheer weight didn't bust the jar too badly,

and much to the hannah dog's dismay hardly any got on the floor.

The shitty part was decanting the rest of it.  yes. my peanut butter is decanted, like fine wine.

'cause that's just how i roll.

But finally my weird obsession with hoarding glass jars has really paid off,

and now my copious amount of pb resides in a humungo glass jar.

Yeah. i did just write an entire post about peanut butter.

Now go make something delicious!!

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Have an amazing weekend!