It might make me a bad person, but I could never date someone who is allergic to peanuts. I’d kill them within a matter of minutes.
I love peanut butter. In fact, my family loves peanut butter (minus one cousin who is obviously insane). PB&J is comfort. PB and honey is joy. PB and pickle is more amazing than any of the haters will ever know. PB and perogies is, well, an oddity but perfectly normal in my family and the only way to really enjoy perogies. PB on toast is the perfect way to finish breakfast.
Peanut butter cookies, peanut butter pie, peanut butter ice cream (the stuff I make is deadly… and worth every single bite). Before bananas started making me sick, PB and banana was the perfect snack. Hell, I eat peanut butter right out of the jar.
It’s the only thing you’re absolutely guaranteed to find in my cupboards at all times.
