Thursday, September 11, 2008

PB & J

Well I have already aggravated a buddy of mine that I work with because I wouldn't tell him how to make a PB & J properly while we were working.  I told him that he would have to frequent this BLOG to find out.  How can I build a following if I give away my thoughts for "free".  

The PB & J must contain two pieces of bread that come from the same loaf.  Not only from the same loaf but side by side.  Now, when the two slices are separated they must be stood on edge and then "opened" so that they lay flat, side by side.  

Next, a strict ratio of 2 to 1 must be followed in applying the jelly and peanut butter.  By the way, peanut butter is my favorite word (right now) in Spanish: montequilla de cacahuete. Two parts jelly to one part peanut butter.  The peanut butter goes on first and then the jelly is put on the peanut butter.  It is acceptable to put the jelly on one side and the peanut butter on the other.  What?  I'm not a PB & J Nazi.  

If you chose to put the jelly on the peanut butter then the next step is important if not crucial. The slices must be reunited in the exact same manner they were taken apart.  You will notice that the slices will appear as they did when they were in the loaf.  This will keep the tops uniform and in order.

You want to hear something weird?  When I was in high school we had a Swedish exchange student.  (Don't get me started on Europe.)  They have a product that is designed to keep the jelly and the peanut butter separated.  It is some type of gelatin.  It is about the same size as a slice of bread and is edible.  What a strange way to do PB & J.

This part is also optional but I don't know why anyone would not do this.  You know when you were a kid and your mom would make your lunch for school.  She would make the sandwich and put one of those little bags of chips in the little brown bag.  Well I'm not sure when I started doing this.  I just always have.  I would take the little bag (now I use a super sized family bag of chips), open my sandwich, and dump the chips on top of the sandwich, letting the excess fall off on to my flattened out brown bag that served as my plate.  What a treat.  Still love it.  

Oh, I prefer strawberry jelly.  I don't like the jam.  

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