Have you tried a Fluffernutter?greenspun.com : LUSENET : Reflection in the Dragon's Eye : One Thread
Peanut Butter and fluff is my alltime favorite sandwich. Unfortunately, the correct fluff can only be purchased in the Rhode Island area. However, Kraft makes a marshmallow spread alternative (close but no cigar) that you can try. It's a marshmallow sugar spread that is simply devine on white bread with PB.
Try it, if you like it let me know and next time I'm home in RI I'll grab you a container.
-- Jessica (email@example.com), August 05, 1999
Hmm... I don't usually go for marshmallow stuff except on rice krispie treats, or unless I toast the marshmallows myself. Still, I'd never thought of combining it with peanut butter. I'll have to try it some time...
That inspires another thought, actually... I adore Nutella, but I've never tried it with peanut butter, either. Even though PB and chocolate is one of my all-time favorite combinations. Hmmm...
(Thank goodness it's almost lunchtime; my mouth is watering!)
-- The Dragon Herself (firstname.lastname@example.org), August 05, 1999.
I can't believe what some people eat! *g*
I'm going to finish my peanut butter/processed cheese food spread on crackers (all courtesy of my lunchtime MRE). (Yes, I'm eating an MRE, menu No. 4 Omelet with Ham.)
-- R. A. Randall (email@example.com), August 06, 1999.
*grin* Fluffernutters are good, but hardly diet food. I agree, Fluff is the best thing to use-- for some reason, the Kraft alternative tastes mildly salty to me. But go easy on the Fluff, 'cause it's *really* sweet. (I like these sandwiches better as a sorta dessert-y type snack 'cause unless it's ice cream, I can't go along with eating something so sweet for lunch). Actually, I prefer them (not that I've had one in a looooong time) with sliced-up pieces of banana in them. (Come to think of it, wasn't this Elvis's favorite food? Probably explains "old Elvis"'s figure!)
And Richard, you mean to tell me you're eating MRE's by *choice*? Granted, the freeze-dried peaches and strawberries are pretty tasty, but those powdered-egg omelets are just *nasty*!
-- Karen O. (firstname.lastname@example.org), August 19, 1999.
Not by choice! (I'm crazy, not delusional!)
Between a lemon of a car and a Roommate From Hell (gone in two days!) who has been pocketing the utility money (all are in his name), rather than paying the bills, I was really struggling to make it to payday. Luckily, I had about ten MREs left over from my last field exercise (I hung up my uniforms about 4 years ago), so I still had lunch!
(Besides, MRE omlettes aren't powdered, they're GREEN (well, actually kind of a greyish green) slimy mass of spongey, salty, spoiled/water-logged cheddar- textured stuff packed in salt water.
Mmmmm, mmmmm good. *g*
-- R.A. Randall (email@example.com), August 29, 1999.
Green, spongy, and slimy? Oh, well, that's completely different! I can see why you find them so appealing, in THAT case. ^_^ Gee, and to think I never got the chance to meet you at the moving party, Richard!
-- Karen O. (firstname.lastname@example.org), September 08, 1999.
Luckily, the Infernal Roommate is gone, and I again have food in the fridge, so I can avoid using self-hypnosis to convince myself that I like MREs (well, except the beef stew ones. . . those actually are pretty good.)
No, if you ever tasted my mother's home cooking, you would understand why I enjoyed mess hall food so much and never developed a true aversion to Three Lies (Meals, Ready to Eat -- three lies for the price of one *g*).
I mean, fried chicken that squirts. . . (never put a Minnesota in a position to attempt Southern food)
-- Richard A. Randall (email@example.com), September 10, 1999.
Yeah, but I bet it means she could do WONDERFUL things with preserved fish. ::grin:: My mom was a home ec teacher, so I can appreciate MREs as well-balanced, nutritious sustenance, but not as FOOD. So you have an apartment again, and the landlord's not mad at y'all anymore? (Hey, I may be a damn' Yankee, but SOME things rubbed off from the South...don't give me grief).
-- Karen O. (firstname.lastname@example.org), September 11, 1999.
Well, actually, she's Polish-German, not Norwegian, but I've had lutefisk (take a dead fish washed up on shore in August, and soak in liquid chemical waste for a year).
Actually, Mom can't cook at all. The running joke was that Randall men weren't allowed to marry women who knew how to cook when they met. . . it was the man's job to teach her, or cook. (With both paternal grandparents dead before I could walk, I don't know how far back this goes *g*.) Consequently, my Dad did the good cooking, and I was forced to learn (I walked into the kitchen at about six or seven and announced, "I'm hungry." Mom looked balefully at me and pointed, "Here's the stove, there's the fridge, clean up afterwards."). I'm a little rusty on anything other than bachelor style foods (simple, hearty, and involving meat), but I'm not bad. I have had wonderful feedback on my omlettes and French toast, for example. . .
Yes, I'm still in my house (I don't care for apartments if I can avoid it), and my landlord has decided to play nice. She is passive aggressive, but has severe social inhibitions about being nasty when confronted with reasonableness. I understand this, I tend to go along to get along when possible, preferring to carefully choose the hills I want to die on. (Dr. Laura semi-quote, too bad all her advice can be summed up in three minutes of sound bites. *g*) I'll be moving at the beginning of November, being as the lease expires then, and hopefully I can find another house in a reasonable part of town with wiring and phone service that don't cause Tesla and Bell to gyroscopically affect the rotation of the Earth.
Y'all come back soon, y'hear?
(Actually, "y'all" is the second person informal plural, sort of a "kick off your shoes" vous or Sie.)
-- Richard A. Randall (email@example.com), September 11, 1999.
Good to hear. Hmmm....I wonder if Dr. Laura can cook? What does a sound bit TASTE like, anyway? Wait, nevermind, I don't want to know...that's the ::ahem:: woman who keeps bad-mouthing the ALA for supporting filthy, lewd habits like that 'freedom of speech' thing. Gee, if we lose, does that mean she goes off the air WITH us?
-- Karen O. (firstname.lastname@example.org), September 11, 1999.