no, as it happens, i did not intend, anticipate or plan for quite so many cuisine themed posts for this month. it has just kind of come to be, look you see, as has been the case with accounts of gigs. yet, here we are.
as is somewhat usual, i was out for a spot of (domestic) shopping, getting a few basics. whilst doing so, it was so my attention was drawn to one of them food things off of america that i had frequently heard of, but had neither seen nor (obviously) tried. this would be that "peanut butter and jelly" thing, what in television shows and films all the kids seem to always be eating.
like, i guess, a lot of people here in the UK, i had always assumed that this "pbj" was what it said on the box. and by that i mean i, or to be bold we, used our understanding of it. the peanut butter part was easy to work out, but an assumption was made that "jelly" was the word used by our friends in america as the word "jam" proved to complex for them. evidently, i was wrong. no, not the first time.
of course i should have recalled, or been aware, that our friends in america have a preference for food which has been processed to the gates of bablyon, had a look, mulled around a bit and gone through them. they are, after all, a nation that simple processed cheese is not enough for them, they have to hoy it in some sort of compressed squirty can too.
my initial thinking of my assumed idea of a "pbj" sandwich was a perfectly reasonable one, which would be "eurgh" or "yuck" or similar. well, come on. peanut butter is smart, (proper) jam is smart, but the two together didn't seem so wise. but, yeah, "jelly" in this instance is not some pretend word for jam which americans embraced, and nor is it proper jelly, like what we have at parties. also, it is not a certain other kind of jelly, that i am not going to discuss here, but what Spiros says is cheating.
care to have a look inside this jar, to see what all of the fuss is about? of course you do, or i imagine you would, for there would be little sense you still reading if not.
quite an aesthetically pleasing presentation, in truth. indeed yes, that is William showcasing the jar. he, too, after hearing of all this "pbj" stuff on videos, was curious. i took the jar over for him to see and possibly try, but he recalled that he cares not for peanut butter at all. still, he wished to see.
this stuff, i have to say, is pretty darned good. i mean, one bite and i could see why them kids off of documentaries like Goonies live on the stuff. a very, extreme sweet taste. the peanut butter is a smooth paste thing, and the "jelly" is also a paste thing, like grape. whereas i am no expert, i am pretty confident that somewhere north of 80% of the content of the whole thing is sugar.
yeah, the above is, i am sure, not the most pleasing image of food ever to be shared on that there internet thing, but here we are. i just made it as best i thought to, assuming no butter would be required on it.
how likely is it that i shall radically change my diet to incorporate frequent pbj sandwich festivals? not at all in truth, but it was kind of nice to get a random curiosity addressed.
be excellent to each other!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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