Do you have a memory that has no context, and therefore makes very little sense, and yet the moment is as vivid as if it happened yesterday? (If so, feel free to share!)
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Peanut butter is likely my guiltiest pleasure - even more so than manga and anime. Here in France, it is found only in 'exotique' stores selling African and Chinese/Southeast Asian goods - and even then, it's not very good. I feel like having been brought up as a white boy contributes so much to my affinity for the stuff, the power of nostalgia at work! My students here are divided: they either think it's delicious or revolting, but they all agree that it is terrible for your health. This is a really well written memory: I love seeing young writers flexing new vocabulary!
so funny, you might've just shed light on this memory. i can't recall it, but maybe that's why i had to hide it, my parents probably treated it the same way the french do, exotic, an unhealthy snack!
maybe you had already eaten a bunch in front of your parents, and they said "no more!" and sent you to bed... not to be p-nuttered, you waited until the dark of night to continue with your tasty snacking... thank god the spoon didn't break... btw, I refrigerate natural pnut butter bc of the oils, but keep Skippy, Jif, etc on the shelf for its smooth-y deliciousness! :)
You just described my evening yesterday...except it was a jar of Nutella. And I know you don't refrigerate Nutella.
But I do refrigerate my peanut butter, so maybe I'm not really American.
flat stanley ate all my peanuts...
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