“Do not regret growing older. It is a privilege denied to many.”
I think I’m becoming addicted to Peanut Butter and Jelly. No, that’s not true. I’m not becoming……………….I am addicted to PBJ.
I just love the stuff. Does that seem odd? I mean, it’s sort of normal to like PBJ, but to love it? Even crave it?
My wife doesn’t share this craving. Neither do my kids. Just me.
Is this part of the ageing process? I don’t recall my parents going through a similar phase.
White bread, sourdough, whole wheat, chibata rolls, and even flour tortillas. It’s good on anything.
Dirt would taste good with PBJ.
Do illiterate people get the full effect of Alphabet Soup?