It’s a sticky situation. In my house, we go to war. Not over the clicker, or even the temperature of the room. No, we duke it out over the peanut butter.
When I met my husband, he was downing Skippy on Wonder Bread by the pound. After years of hearing compelling arguments over the health benefits of peanut butter, he’s finally seen the light (or so he says). But old habits die hard, and the old, sticky, spreadable consistency of Skippy often trumps the texture of the natural peanut butters. (more…)
