Excessive discourses on Peanut Butter

Went and visited Lizardbreath and my sweet friends Memphis and Rodeo last night. It’s hard to see my buddies sick and making their journey off planet.
But what good, old, dogs they are. And frankly I take it as a compliment that Ro was so excited to see me that not only did he did not bite me, but pooped in his excitement. I don’t mind, hell, I worked in daycare for 3 years, and worked with disabled adults for 15 years, I have seen plenty of poop. I have a much harder time with vomit. Chyme just smells really bad.

I have decided that since I am not yet ready to give up my cup ‘o’ tea completely, to splurge and buy myself my very favourite, whereas I normally go for the giant box of Red Rose for economy sake.
So I got a box of Constant Comment. I know it’s not some high falootin white tips from the peninsula of Galoo or something, but for me it’s a taste and smell of childhood. Moms was all about the Constant Comment ice tea. And that particular smell just warms the cockles of my heart. Today I even threw in a tince of sugar and topped it off with fresh, whole, raw milk. Fan-frickin-tastic.

Speaking of both fantastic and PB & chocolate.... (and we were talking PB & chocolate, trust me) Have you tried these new Hershey’s peanut butter Kisses? They are really, really, good. As well as the new dark chocolate Kisses.
See, in my view, the thing about peanut butter and chocolate is the ratio. I recently tried a really expensive giant PB cup at Big Ten Market and the ratio was all wrong, it felt like a waste of money. The other thing is that everyone sweetens the peanut butter to meld with the chocolate and sometimes they get it wrong. Now, to my mind, Hershey’s is a damn fine American Chocolatier. Not only did he have all these radical social ideas but he made decent chocolate. And they continue to keep most of the waxy factor out of the chocolate so that it still has a decent tongue dissolve factor. Unlike Nestle.
But when it comes to the super fine ground, sweetened, peanut butter you have to be really careful. Which is why my favourite is to just take plain Hershey bars and natural peanut butter and dip those sweet rectangles in the PB.
BUT, if you pop both a dark Kiss and a PB Kiss in your mouth at the same time,
it’s mighty damn fine.

When we were living in London the kids were going insane over the fact that there was no Reeses or Reeses like candy anywhere. They had a product called American style peanut butter. It was like Goobers Peanut Butter but instead of the jam swirl it was a chocolate swirl. Since I will never eat Goobers, I couldn’t trust that either.
Finally we found a shop way, way, down Fairfax, like if you got off a tube stop early, where they had Reeses. Oh the raptures. It became a bit of a Friday hoarding ritual.

So later I’ll have the food pics. Ya know, it’s not that I’m very into holidays, but I am sure into holiday foods. I go to cook and bake now. And wrap presents. I got some good ones this year, if I may say so myself. Much shopping on the Nitro_von_Borax cafepress site.
I love giving presents. What can I say. I guess that that’s one thing that keeps me interested in continuing this tradition. Did I mention that I’m a Buddhist and so other than a ritualized gift exchange with food attached there is nothing really for me in this whole seasonal trip? Except Solstice, that’s a big deal to me personally. I actually kind of prefer Birthdays where it’s not an exchange. I don’t like the inevitable measuring that occurs with an exchange. Ok, I’m off.