PB&J, Could not go Vegan without it.

When I became vegan back in April, a friend of mine asked me if I could still eat Peanut Butter and Jelly, and I assured him that it was considered vegan. He told me that as long as he could eat PB&J, he could probably go vegan.  I had no idea how poignant that was.  The PB&J for me has been a staple, a goto in times of crisis and despair, and I am just thankful that it is there for me when I needed it.

I had a brief conversation with one of my new twitter friends about the variety of "nut-butters" on the market, and I felt I needed to take a moment, reflect back and pay homage to one of my all time fav's. (Yes I really did have a conversation about nut-butters)

So thank you Peanut Butter, for being heavy enough to weigh the top side of my bread down, and always manage to fall face down on the kitchen floor when dropped (its a gravity thing, I'm also a huge fan of gravity). Thank you for being the key mechanism to allow me to give my dogs pills.  Thank you for being the only thing that I will eat whenever I am sick.  Thank you for being smooth or crunchy (depending on my mood).  Thank you for going with other things like bananas and bacon (faux).  And thank you GW Carver for "allegedly" inventing it.

Thank you Jelly for rhyming with my last name, which for me was the source of little enjoyment as a child. I will give you your props as you come in many flavors.  You probably take credit for jams, preserves and marmalades, but lets face it, you would probably just be a sweet condiment if it were not for the peebs.  But admittedly, without you and plain simple boring white bread, the PB&J would simply not exist.

You are the wind beneath my wings. Merci bien le beurre d'arachide et confiture. (Its a french thing)