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According to the OWFL Calendar, today is National Peanut Butter Day!!
So, let's take this day to discuss the butter of nuts. I for one do not like most other nut butters, with the exception of that nut butter that I ate at the Bongo Room in
Almond butter is icky, and I don’t like Nutella. Also, you can have your organic, unsalted, unsweetened peanut butters. For me, I’ll take Peter Pan crunchy over them all. I don’t even need bread – just hand me a spoon and a jar, and I’m a happy camper.
So let’s use today to discuss peanut butter and other nut butters of your preference. (can you tell I just like saying ‘nut butter’?) What’s your favorite brand? Do you eat that nasty organic shit? We can also discuss peanut butter in the news. For instance, is Brit preggers again (WHORE!) or did she really just get peanut butter on her new man’s shirt? Hell, let’s include a discussion of peanut farmers – what are your feelings on former President Carter?
What’s For Lunch? (and if it ain’t peanut butter, you’re anti-American)
62 comments:
Any moment now, i hope to have Josephus post the text of the Eddie Murphy black history minute on George Washington Carver... At least I hope he will
The best sandwuch I have ever had included peanut butter.
It was on a whole wheat Pita and had trail mix, dried bananna chips, beef jerkey, grape jelly, a vanella crisp powerbar and raisins. Now that may not sound like a good, or even edible sammie, but in context it was a miracle.
It was day 7 of a 10 day hike around Mt. Rainier and we skipped breakfast that morning to get on the trail early because we had like 20 + miles. Lunch was on the side of a park road and we threw together the ingrediants we had and it was marvelous.
On the topic of peanut butter, I think HT got it right... except fot the Peter Pan part.
The organic pb doesn't taste like peanut butter should. It tastes like a chunky burp... just a hint of barf.
I assume you enjoy the peanut butter your mom used to get foryou. I am a Jif man myself, all other brands don't tast quite right to me.
Ooohh... I don't like the Jif. I've dabbled in Skippy from time to time, but I'm a Peter Pan girl and it's definitely because it's what my mom bought.
There is no way that was peanut butter. But I don't think Brit's pregnant (AGAIN!). She's just a drunk. And a whore. But in this context, the drinking's more relevant than the whoring.
I looooove nutella (give me a jar of THAT and a spoon . . .) and like peanut butter, but all other nut butters are an abomination. As for the peanut kind, it MUST be smooth. My preferred brand is "Simply Jif." It looks just like regular peanut butter (ie, it doesn't separate into oil and peanut goo like the all-natural kind), but it's not quite as sweet as the stuff we remember from childhood (which is too sweet for me) and tastes slightly peanutier, but it's not whole-hog all natural crap. I hate the all-natural kind--it's just unappetizing and tastes like dirt.
My fave peanut butter sandwich is peanut butter and honey on a really good whole wheat or whole grain bread. My love of honey on my peanutbutter sandwiches kinda explains my love for not-to-sweet pb. Wouldn't want it to be too overpowering.
I wonder if they have PB&J in the work caf?
HAHAHAHA
She said, "nut butter" hehehehehe
So my favorite sandwich in the world is a panini with Corned Beef, Peanut Butter, Dijon and melted Muenster.
The second most fav sandwich is a Smoked Turkey sammy with all the garden (including sprouts) and instead of mayo ... raspberry preserves.... mmmmmm
Today we are going to have Palomilla con gris (Cuban prepared flank steak with blackbeans and rice).... mmmmmmm and maybe a mojito ... who knows?
I knew someone would have to put something up to do with that song.
Diz, I might have to cut you on sight, should we ever meet, just on principle.
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
Diz, I will start deleting your comments. I am not kidding.
On the you eat what your mom bought you, my mom always bought Jif growing up. And though I've moved on the Simply Jif (so has Gimlet Mom!), I'll never leave the Jif family of products.
Semi-Related Question: Anyone keep peanut butter in the fridge? My mom did, and it took a guerilla campaign by my college roommate to break me of the habit.
awwww man!! What did I do wrong?
GG, ya, I don't understand the keeping it in the fridge thing ... it totally makes it unspreadable ... and noone likes unspreadable.
My crazy former roommate did that GG. (obviously I'm not referring to GG, here) She did a lot of strange food preservation things - she was one of those who was obsessed with things going bad, which was ironic b/c she would leave the "gone bad" stuff in the fridge FOREVER.
But, she called herself Vanity and never outgrew "the horse phase," so her weird food stuff was the least of her issues.
JIF extra crunchy on toast with a mug of tea or lathered on a hershey bar.
fridge pb? no way.. unless you are about to deep fry it.
mmmm
i am a skippy boy myself.. smooth or chunky depending on the situation... i read somewhere (or heard on tv, or dreamed) that they had a blind taste test for peanut butters and skippy was the only one with a correlation between people saying it was their favorite and actually picking it in the test.
also, peanuts are not nuts, nor peas.. right? so should we be comparing this to other legume pastes?
helio, that sounds awful.
nutella/peanut butter sandwiches cause epilepsy
Those of you who use a spoon for your PB enjoyment check this:
What GG refered to as oil seperating might not be that, it could be partially digested PB.
In the world of Babyfood, (which is very important to me since I went to college on a partial Gerber Scholarship) The food scientists instruct product users ,ie: mothers, to use a clean spoon to scoop out a dose, then close the jar, then feed the kid from the dose.
Putting a used spoon from the mouth exposes the food to the powerful enzymes in saliva and the food begins to break down. This is not limited to babyfood, it goes for anything, so if you regularly eat PB with a spoon and find that it always gets watery, it's not the PB's fault, it's your fault for begining digestion in the jar.
Ewww
I loooooooooove Nutella. It's sooooooo good. In fact, I used to get a spoon, a jar of Nutella, and a jar of pb & go crazy. "Hey, you got your chocolate in my peanut butter!" "No, you got your peanut butter in my chocolate!" Aaaah. Nutella. Hm. Maybe I'll hit the Euro market for some Nutella later.
I also am a Jif girl, but I loooooooved Peter Pan growing up & would always bug my mom to get it. She gave in like once & was so disgusted by the taste she never did it again. I loved the Peter Pan b/c it tastes like the pb in a Reese's pb cup. These days, I rarely use pb, unless it's for baking.
Oh, pb on a nanner. Yum. Or better yet - pb and Nutella on a nanner! That's the best bedtime snack with a cup of milk.
FL: I didn't bring lunch. I'll have to risk being unamerican & get something other than pb. Oooh, although it's cold out - it might be a perfect day for Mr. Hibachi & his peanut butter chicken! Yeah, that sounds really good. That's what's for lunch! Along with red cock sauce.
Oh yeah - PB with honey is the best! Especially when you make it in the morning & by lunchtime the honey has soaked into the bread & made it sort of crispy somehow. Ooooh, that's goooooood.
Sunshine, maybe you shouldn't come to my place & eat any pb or nutella.
I used to be strongly pro-crunchy. (I can't remember what my brand of choice was at that time.) Back when I was just a tremor, The Plates would always buy that All Natural crap everyone is talking about, and I know that the usually got the chunky. That may have even been at my insistence. Perhaps it was to reduce the amount of time I had to countenance the oily mess that GG mentions (and which Helio somewhat mysteriously attributes to people eating peanut butter like spiders eat intruders).
In latter years, my default setting is smooth Skippy. I further fall in the camp of putting peanut butter on damned near anything. (That's right, ladies: I said anything.)
Not sure what's for lunch today. Had dinner family-style at Maggiano's last night on the company dime, and I don't know if I've digested that yet.
Besides, Bad Influence is in town, and we're getting together for dinner tonight. That means I'll be eating entirely too much this evneing in order to try to counter the portion of dinner that will have spent its adolescent years in barrel somewhere in Kentucky.
Sunshine is fine. I said you could still call me that in my conversion post.
I just didn't want to be googleable since I'm looking for jobs, and I am sure "sunshine" will not lead to anything that is identifiable as me. there's like 97 million hits and few if any of them are me.
mikeysunshine is my email so that is much more likely to hit on me.
Just don't call me Sunny
Quake!! Was that you with Britney in the car?!?!?
Now I've got that song 'Sunny' in my head & sadly I don't know the words:
Sunny!
La de da de da de dadadadadedaaaa
Sunny!
something something something
My sunny hmmm shines so sincere.
Sunny, something true.
I love yoooooou.
Hm, who sings that?
NoTwitty - 'wichcraft does indeed have them, though, I can't remember if they serve them past the morning.
They also have a mean fried egg sandwich with gorg that I'm in love with.
They need to come to DC.
LT, I'm not convinced that
A) those are words "la de de de da de"
or
B) that you know them "something something something"
OOOOHH - NoTwitty, there's one of those in the Northwest Terminal at Detroit Airport. I love that place!
NotWitty: I'm an ants on a log fan.
LT: Of course that's not me. Do you see any Super Bowl rings in those pics?
i love ants on a log... i think it was a large part of my formative years. then i started believing that raisins were tiny prunes and prune are gross.
so i switched to chocolate chips when available on my celery and peanut butter.
lunch was two bags of original nacho doritos and tea.
I'vd had the ants on a log thing! But I think it was made with cream cheese instead of pb. My mom never made it - I had it at a friend's house. But my mom would send me to school with pb on celery all the time.
Oh, and to comment on the fridge thing - what's up with that? It's funny what some people will keep in the fridge that doesn't need to be. I don't think soy sauce needs to be in the fridge, and yet I put it in there, b/c That's How It Was In My House Growing Up. In Bermuda they put everything in the fridge. Almost literally everything. Cereal & crackers b/c they get soggy in the humidity, and most other things b/c the roaches there are huge and mean.
I used to love making pbjb sandwiches - that's peanut butter, jelly, and butter. B/c I didn't eat enough crap.
Quake, I actually haven't seen the Brit pix, so I was just inferring from your pb everywhere remark . . . . Superbowl rings? Wha? Huh?
Me hungry. Me go get pb chicken bowl at Mr. Hibachi's! With red cock!
Forgot to weigh in on the fridge issue. I hate refrigerated peanut butter. (Points to m for the deep-fry-prep exception.)
That said, I typically keep my flour in the fridge (or even the freezer) because I don't bake enough to use it before the bugs inevitably move in. I also refrigerate bread to slow the molding process. I started doing that after reviewing the conclusion of one of those horrifying middle-school science-fair projects where some otherwise normal-seeming girl stapled to a cardboard triptych some Ziploc-brand zipper storage bags apparently full of breast milk or miniature-scale vegetation that reputably used to be slices of white bread that she left in a closet for a month.
Eww. I hated that one. Some bread, not even peanut butter can salvage.
LT: The superficiality of your pop-culture barb astounds and apalls me. Is a little background research too much to ask?
Very busy today.
Sorry helio.
Shabazz K. Morton: Hello, my name is Professor Shabazz K. Morton. In 1895, at the Tuskagee Institute in Alabama, a black man named George Washington Carver developed a new method of soul.. soil.. improvement through crop rotation.. [ a couple of audience members snicker at Murphy's blooper, causing him to break character ] So I messed up - SHUT UP! [ adjusting his shades so he can read the cue cards ] Stop clapping before y'all make me smile! [ back in character ] ..to end the South African cultural dependence on cotton alone. As a result, Carver came up with hundreds of industrial uses for the peanut. Sure, industrial uses.
Meanwhile, one night, he's having a few friends over to his house for dinner. And one of them leans over and says to Dr. Carver, "Excuse me, George? What's that your putting on your bread?" Carver says, "Oh, that's nothing but a butter substitute that I made from peanuts. I can't digest all that animal fat, you know." So the other fellow tasted it, and he says, "Hmm.. this pastes pretty.. this tastes.." [ the audience again laughs at Murphy's blooper, causing him to break character again ] Yeah? Keep on smiling. [ back in character ] "This tastes pretty good, man. Mind if we take a peek at the recipe?" And Dr. Carver says, "Take a peek? Man, you can have it. Who's gonna eat butter made out of peanuts? No, I'm working on a method to compress peanuts into phonograph needles."
So, Professor Carver's two dinner guests.. [ Murphy removes his shades for better cue card reading ] ..Edward "Skippy" Williamson and Frederick "Jif" Armstrong - two white men - stole George Washington Carver's recipe for peanut butter, copyrighted it, and reaped untold fortunes from it. While Dr. Carver died penniless and insane, still trying to play a phonograph record with a peanut.
This has been "Black History Minute". I'm Professor Shabazz K. Morton. Good night.
Word JO. Much thanks for that.
Trader J's came out with their version of nutella and it is pretty damn good.
I love those peanut butter cookies with the hershey kisses in them...peanut butter blossoms.
Mmm - love those cookies, Lady A. I think we always called them Cyclops cookies, though. Hey, Peep, try calling Miso that!
I wonder how they taste with a cold frothy bud...
Ran out and got two half smoke sausages from a vendor with bbq corn chips and a grape soda.
$4
I think peanut butter cookies (plain) in Bud might be tasty. Not as tasty as snickerdoodles (which, I've learned, are a favorite at my new office) but decent. I do not support putting chocolate in beer, however.
SoHo. LBP Lunch by the Pound. I had a semi thanksgiving meal with a side of china style chicken
20 oz coke.
Nice diet food there Jo.
We decided against the Palomilla today ... to rainy to go that far here ... so we went to Mai's in midtown ... got some Summer rolls with Peanut sauce outta "respet" for today's topic. We then got sweet fried rice cakes (I think my heart actually screamed as I ate it) and I got the # 69 which is the most garlicy (not a word) beef and broc I've ever had.
I now have a nice case of indigestion ... that or my heart is now clogged.
Oh diz...
Hey helio, I put the Pittsburgh post on the sidebar. You may want to edit the the actual post to reflect the final decision and any other relevant info.
The peanut butter blossom is a bullshit cookie!
Did I mention that I'm excited about the Pitt Conference? I am.
I did decide to forego lunch today in deference to what will be my overindulgent dinner with Bad Influence.
Quake, don't be a liar. You said you were skipping lunch yesterday, too.
HT, I support your 'no choco in beer' stance. You would hate the "chocolate donut stout" beer they have at Dr. Dremo's. I hated it, too. And for good reason. It smells more like candy corn, which is a plus in my book, but my god, it tastes like a pile of sugar. And beery sugar, at that. Ugh.
I'm bummed. I had the peanut chicken rice bowl & it was great, but I'm hungry again. Which is weird, b/c there was all kinds of peanut-buttery sauce goodness. And plenty of chicken. It was a good-sized bowl! Dammit. How am I supposed to go all afternoon. I have an apple & a yoghurt. I might have to break into those earlier than I wanted to. Dammit.
I drove past Dremo's last night and thought, "I haven't been there in years, wonder why that is?" And I came up with no good answer, except I might have been underage the last time I was there, and generally speaking, I have a rule that if I drank there underage, I probably don't want to drink there now.
I am anti-American. I had soup (chicken and vegetable) and salad (from a bag; lettuce with salsa-y crap). Now I am very, very full.
What? No update on the notes from the epicenter about Friday night.
I'm not as prolific there, and The Other Plate floats through there periodically. I tend to avoid tales of my blackouts on that.
I was at Dremo's a week or two ago. They have a game where you punch a bag. I think it's brilliant. "Here. Drink beer and punch."
It makes me feel like Ill Mitch.
Ha ha! Another good reason to skip dremo's is that they have only a beer/wine license - no booze! what were you doing all the way over yonder?
Hanging out with some former bosses. We like to get together and drink beer and punch.
And skate.
In honor of this special day I headed over to Potbelly's to try a PB&J on wheat. Meh. Creamy PB(I'm a crunchy/chunky man) with way too much grape J.
The chocolate shake was the saving grace of the meal.
I think I'll stick with the Wreck.
I did run in to ABC7's Mark Giangreco on my way back to the office and asked him if we could PLEASE get some more heartwarming stories from north central Indiana towns who are split between Bears and Colts fans.
He laughed.
I went shopping after work, LT. South Moon Under is having a huge sale, where I got two pairs of shoes and a dress for $100. It was worth the trip to Clarendon, and I may even go back to buy more stuff. (if I figure out how to wear this sweater - it's actually on sale for half of the price they have listed there, it's also really sheer)
I would totally go to Dremo's to drink beer and hit things though. That sounds like a perfect night out.
Holy crap!! Really?? Oooh, I like South Moon Under when they actually have stuff in my size . . . . dammit! I did not need to know this! Wow. Dolman sleeves. I haven't seen those since the '80s!
Hey, HT (and Quake, and anyone else who might be interested), you're in luck - we are having a (non-funded, of course) office happy hour at Dremo's on Friday. You should come. I never saw this punching machine, and might have to seek it out. Depending on who from work comes, I might break it.
EQuake - you would not say the peanut butter blossom or snickerdoodle was a bullshit cookie if they were DEEP FRIED!!
I may take you up on that, LT, and pick up that sweater. It looks cute on, but it's the whole sheer thing that I don't know what to do about. And dolman sleeves are comfy. I'd forgotten about that.
This is an old one that someone just re-forwrded to me.
Note: Please take time to read this slowly.
For those of you who have lived in Texas , you know how true this is. They actually have a Chili Cook Off about the time Halloween comes around. It takes up a major portion of a parking lot at the San Antonio City Park .
Judge #3 was an inexperienced Chili Taster named Frank, who was visiting from Springfield , IL
Frank: "Recently, I was honored to be selected as a judge at a chili cook-off. The original person called in sick at the last moment and I happened to be standing there at the judge's table asking for directions to the Coors Light truck, when the call came in. I was assured by the other two judges (Native Texans) that the chili wouldn't be all that spicy and, besides, they told me I could have free beer during the tasting, so I accepted."
Here are the scorecard notes from the event:
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CHILI # 1 - MIKE'S MANIAC MONSTER CHILI...
Judge # 1 -- A little too heavy on the tomato. Amusing kick.
Judge # 2 - Nice, smooth tomato flavor. Very mild.
Judge # 3 (Frank) -- Holy crap, what the hell is this stuff? You could remove dried paint from your driveway. Took me two beers to put the flames out. I hope that's the worst one. These Texans are crazy.
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CHILI # 2 - AUSTIN 'S AFTERBURNER CHILI...;
Judge # 1 -- Smoky, with a hint of pork. Slight jalapeno tang.
Judge # 2 -- Exciting BBQ flavor, needs more peppers to be taken seriously.
Judge # 3 -- Keep this out of the reach of children. I'm not sure what I'm supposed to taste besides pain. I had to wave off two people who wanted to give me the Heimlich maneuver. They had to rush in more beer when they saw the look on my face.
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CHILI # 3 - FRED'S BURN DOWN THE BARN CHILI...
Judge # 1 -- Excellent firehouse chili. Great kick.
Judge # 2 -- A bit salty, good use of peppers.
Judge # 3 -- Call the EPA. I've located a uranium spill. My nose feels like I have been snorting Drano. Everyone knows the routine by now. Get me more beer before I ignite. Barmaid pounded me on the back,now my backbone is in the front part of my chest. I'm getting drunk from all of the beer.
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CHILI # 4 - BUBBA'S BLACK MAGIC...
Judge # 1 -- Black bean chili with almost no spice. Disappointing.
Judge # 2 -- Hint of lime in the black beans. Good side dish for fish or other mild foods not much of a chili.
Judge # 3 -- I felt something scraping across my tongue, but was unable to taste it. Is it possible to burn out taste buds? Sally, the beermaid, was standing behind me with fresh refills. That 300-LB woman is starting to look HOT, just like this nuclear waste I'm eating! Is chili an aphrodisiac ?
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CHILI # 5 LISA'S LEGAL LIP REMOVER...
Judge # 1 -- Meaty, strong chili. Cayenne peppers freshly ground, adding considerable kick. Very impressive.
Judge # 2 -- Chili using shredded beef, could use more tomato. Must admit the cayenne peppers make a strong statement.
Judge # 3 -- My ears are ringing, sweat is pouring off my forehead and I can no longer focus my eyes. I farted and four people behind me needed paramedics. The contestant seemed offended when I told her that her chili had given me brain damage. Sally saved my tongue from bleeding by pouring beer directly on it from the pitcher. I wonder if I'm burning my lips off. It really ticks me off that the other judges asked me to stop screaming.
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CHILI # 6 - VERA'S VERY VEGETARIAN VARIETY...
Judge # 1 -- Thin yet bold vegetarian variety chili. Good balance of spices and peppers.
Judge # 2 -- The best yet. Aggressive use of peppers, onions, and garlic.
Superb.
Judge # 3 -- My intestines are now a straight pipe filled with gaseous, sulfuric flames. I pooped on myself when I farted and I'm worried it will eat through the chair. No one seems inclined to stand behind me except that Sally. Can't feel my lips anymore. I need to wipe my rear-end with a snow cone.
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CHILI # 7 - SUSAN'S SCREAMING SENSATION CHILI...
Judge # 1 -- A mediocre chili with too much reliance on canned peppers.
Judge # 2 -- Ho hum, tastes as if the chef literally threw in a can of chili peppers at the last moment. **I should take note that I am worried about Judge # 3. He appears to be in a bit of distress as he is cursing uncontrollably.
Judge # 3 -- You could put a grenade in my mouth, pull the pin, and I wouldn't feel a thing. I've lost sight in one eye, and the world sounds like it is made of rushing water. My shirt is covered with chili, which slid unnoticed out of my mouth. My pants are full of lava to match my shirt. At least during the autopsy, they'll know what killed me. I've decided to stop breathing it's too painful. I'm not getting any oxygen anyway. If I need air, I'll just suck it in through the 4-inch hole in my stomach.
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CHILI # 8 - BIG TOM'S TOENAIL CURLING CHILI...
Judge # 1 -- The perfect ending, this is a nice blend chili. Not too bold but spicy enough to declare its existence.
Judge # 2 -- This final entry is a good, balanced chili. Neither mild nor hot. Sorry to see that most of it was lost when Judge #3 farted, passed out, fell over and pulled the chili pot down on top of himself. Not sure if he's going to make it. poor feller, wonder how he'd have reacted to really hot chili?
Judge # 3 - No Report.
Hmm, tempting on Friday evening.
I've had myself convinced all day today that I was going to buy a $100 ticket to go to NYC this weekend, but I haven't bought it yet, and my fishing for enthusiastic responses from my NYC crew hasn't been spectacular.
Drink beer.
Punch.
Am I the only one who ever played Parappa the Rapper on the first generation PlayStation?
I have put the sweater on hold, as I can not go in tonight because tonight I become blonde... again. Because I know you all were waiting with baited breath...
OH MY GOD I LOVED PARAPPA THE RAPPER!!!!!!!! Do you still have a copy of it? God, I could waste a whole day on him. I got pretty good on it one evening at my friend's house, but I could never get past that rasta frog fucker.
Come everyone - come to Dremo's - we all float down here.
HT: Sheer sweater calls for nude tank top underneath. Or black bra if you're slutty.
How blonde?
No, I don't have a copy, but God bless the information superhighway.
Well, LT, you can read all about it over on my blog, which I will refrain from pimping here, but you know how to find it if you want it.
If by any random chance you saw Lovewrecked on ABC Family on Sunday, I want it to be the color of Amanda Bynes' hair in that cinematic masterpiece. More sun-kissed than WASP-y ice queen.
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