PB
& ...anything!
Yes – believe it! The same genius people who brought us
chocolate, also brought us this ground-breaking ingredient: Peanut Butter.
The Aztecs were the first to roast and crush this nut, releasing
its beautiful oils and pungent aromas. Since then, it has spread over the world
– much like you would spread it over your sandwich: smoothly. It is known in
every country, used for a variety of dishes, from Asian Satay Sauce to American
Resse’s Peanut Butter Cups and everything in between.
Whether you call it ‘monkey butter’, ‘pindakaas’ as they say
in the Netherlands, or ‘Katjiebotter’ as I do – I personally think it’s on the
Top 10 list of Best Culinary Creations EVER.
It should win an
award for making my toes curl with happiness, even whilst my tongue is working
hard to scrape this ultra creamy, sticky-smooth substance off the roof of my
palette. A lot of people find this sensation unpleasant, but to me – it is
something that rewards my patience once I taste the sweet nuttiness....
the taste of Earth itself.
Apparently, Hemingway ate his peanut butter sandwich with
thick slices of onion. Elvis preferred slices of banana and crispy bacon. Talk of
eating it with mayonnaise, Marmite, pickles or even olives have reached my ears
– me? I love the traditional PB & J: with some tart homemade apricot jam –
my mouth puckering at first with the slight sourness of the apricot skins, then
the pleasant sweetness of it all....and then Mr. Peanut strides in with his
suave and dominating presence.
Whether you eat it on a slice of toast, on a celery stick,
with an apple or with a spoon out of the jar – you cannot deny, what would the
world be without it?
Imagine peanut butter, swirled with cream cheese, swirled
with Nutella.
Did you just have a foodgasm?
I know I did...
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