Saturday, April 16, 2005

As American as ...

On my last day in Barcelona, after having searched for my stable: peanut butter, for forever, I found a small jar of peanut buttter-ish in a small shop tucked in a corner near La Rambla.

Quan said, "Why do they call it as American as apple pie? You can get apple pie anywhere, but not peanut butter."

"Omg! I know! That's right on!" I exclaimed.

Then here in France George was so excited when he came home from Paris, and he was boasting about how he just got a huge jar of extra crunchy Jif.

You'd understand too, if you walked in a grocery store and there are three aisles dedicated to Nutella, but not a peanut shell is in site.

I thought Quan had a good observation, so from now on, I'll say, "as American as peanut butter." And when I come home, I am going to buy a big tub of Adam's All Natural Extra Crunchy, and bask in all of its glory.

3 Comments:

At 2:03 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

When my father and his family came over to the new world from Germany after the war, my aunt tells me they'd never tried peanut butter before, and the first time she did she almost gagged.

Why isn't peanut butter a Euro thing? And why don't we have three isles of Nutella!?

 
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