For some reason, I'm jonesin' for some chocolate right now. That doesn't happen often. I don't have a sweet tooth. I'm not even a major chocolate lover. In fact, I don't keep it around. My weakness is salt. Pickles, olives, tomatoes (with lots of salt), chips and salsa, potato chips...
So I walk right past the candy aisle. My only weakness is peanut butter cups. Because there's the salty peanut butter surrounded by chocolate. Great contrast.
Damn, I think I'll go get a spoonful of Jif right now.
Oh, that reminds me: it's Dead Elvis Week. We'll have peanut butter and banana sandwiches in his honor. I won't fry them in butter. Or maybe I will.
He and Mother were the same age. For what that's worth...
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