Peanut butter sandwiches are a staple comfort food,
put together like they were in our childhood.
(Now with more palm oil and less peanut or soybean oil)
Peanut butter over whole grain bread, spread evenly thick,
honey or jam accompanying the brown base layer.
Squeezing or squishing the sandwich down, the jam or honey
oozes outward from the location at which it was placed,
distributing sugary accompaniment to the salty spread.
Even when you've got nothing left except a few dollars,
peanut butter sandwiches will keep you going,
as they are both thick and thin in layers as life itself.
I find myself eating a peanut butter sandwich every other day,
craving one on the weekends of take-out, dine-in food.
Pudding cups come in at a close second to peanut butter sandwiches for practicality
as they are cheap, chocolate flavored, and don't need to be chilled, unlike yogurt.
Although pudding is somewhat strange if you stop and think - what is it?
Some type of cultured milk product, sans milk, sans refrigeration necessary.
But as much calcium as a cup of milk, hmm... Pudding cups are strange indeed,
like life.
Sit down with a pudding cup and a peanut butter sandwich sometime and indulge
in a time before now, when things made less sense and experiences were new and
exciting. Sit down with a peanut butter sandwich and invest in remembering what
you had when you first ate a peanut butter sandwich, and what you have now, and
what you may not have tomorrow, but know that a peanut butter sandwich is just a
few dollars away no matter the state of wealth or well-being. Next time you eat
pudding, get Tapioca and think how weird Tapioca is, and how weird pudding is,
and how weird life because of pudding is, or how weird it is that adult choose ice
cream over pudding because they can, or how weird eating the cultured, filtered,
diluted, processed biproduct of an animal is, an animal that probably wonders
every day how weird life is inside the human-machine-world.
Most importantly, peanut butter sandwiches and pudding cups make great lunches.
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