Peanut Butter on a rice cake with banana and honey...Yummmm!
Peanut Butter straight from the jar with a big spoon...Yummmm!
Peanut Butter and any kind of Jam...Yummmm!

Okay, here's the deal, I NEVER had peanut butter at home. Never. My mother was a wonderful cook, but she didn't like anything remotely sweet, and I guess peanut butter was in that catagory. Not until I went away to camp and found the peanut butter and jelly table that was provided for campers who didn't like whatever was being served (this was an enlightened camp, bless em) and were given the choice of making their own sandwiches, was I introduced to this heavenly substance.

Coming later to peanut butter means I am making up for lost time. Just writing this will send me to the cupboard for another peanut butter fix (my second of the day).

But I do prefer crunchy, which no one seems to be mentioning. There are definite preferential rifts on this, I assure you..xx..e