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Post by laurenfrances on Feb 28, 2024 12:47:26 GMT -5
Peanut butter on tacos? That’s a new one. Not quite on the level of Pipps or Lauren’s adventures, but in my world it’s pretty adventurous. Maybe one day when you’re in one of those fancy restaurants you can request it and start a trend. “Trend-setter K. Billah was seen munching on peanut butter tacos on Park Avenue again last Tuesday. When asked if he had considered adding grape or lime jelly he instantly vomited on this reporter’s feet. We’re taking that as a no for now.”… My favorite...PB with orange marmalade or apricot jam. Not a fan of grape jelly. Did anyone try PB with sliced bananas sandwich? This I tried. How about an Elvis Presley special? PB with mashed bananas buttered and grilled? How about a spoonful of PB dipped into a container of cereal/granola for a snack...lol A sizable population of Svalbard are Russians. Most Norwegians speaks English however many Russians do not. I won't go into details, the saga continues as I landed in a Russian hospital for x-rays. For that, I needed a translator....now you can roll your eyes... |
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Post by 1955nyyfan on Feb 28, 2024 13:09:34 GMT -5
Not quite on the level of Pipps or Lauren’s adventures, but in my world it’s pretty adventurous. Maybe one day when you’re in one of those fancy restaurants you can request it and start a trend. “Trend-setter K. Billah was seen munching on peanut butter tacos on Park Avenue again last Tuesday. When asked if he had considered adding grape or lime jelly he instantly vomited on this reporter’s feet. We’re taking that as a no for now.”… My favorite...PB with orange marmalade or apricot jam. Not a fan of grape jelly. Did anyone try PB with sliced bananas sandwich? This I tried. How about an Elvis Presley special? PB with mashed bananas buttered and grilled? How about a spoonful of PB dipped into a container of cereal/granola for a snack...lol A sizable population of Svalbard are Russians. Most Norwegians speaks English however many Russians do not. I won't go into details, the saga continues as I landed in a Russian hospital for x-rays. For that, I needed a translator....now you can roll your eyes... Needing a translator for any medical procedure has to be a bit unnerving! |
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Post by bomberhojoe on Feb 28, 2024 13:13:53 GMT -5
Not quite on the level of Pipps or Lauren’s adventures, but in my world it’s pretty adventurous. Maybe one day when you’re in one of those fancy restaurants you can request it and start a trend. “Trend-setter K. Billah was seen munching on peanut butter tacos on Park Avenue again last Tuesday. When asked if he had considered adding grape or lime jelly he instantly vomited on this reporter’s feet. We’re taking that as a no for now.”… My favorite...PB with orange marmalade or apricot jam. Not a fan of grape jelly. Did anyone try PB with sliced bananas sandwich? This I tried. How about an Elvis Presley special? PB with mashed bananas buttered and grilled? How about a spoonful of PB dipped into a container of cereal/granola for a snack...lol A sizable population of Svalbard are Russians. Most Norwegians speaks English however many Russians do not. I won't go into details, the saga continues as I landed in a Russian hospital for x-rays. For that, I needed a translator....now you can roll your eyes... I melt peanut butter in the microwave and pour it over vanilla ice cream! Delicious! |
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Post by laurenfrances on Feb 28, 2024 13:18:41 GMT -5
My favorite...PB with orange marmalade or apricot jam. Not a fan of grape jelly. Did anyone try PB with sliced bananas sandwich? This I tried. How about an Elvis Presley special? PB with mashed bananas buttered and grilled? How about a spoonful of PB dipped into a container of cereal/granola for a snack...lol A sizable population of Svalbard are Russians. Most Norwegians speaks English however many Russians do not. I won't go into details, the saga continues as I landed in a Russian hospital for x-rays. For that, I needed a translator....now you can roll your eyes... I melt peanut butter in the microwave and pour it over vanilla ice cream! Delicious! That sounds delicious. I will give it a try. |
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Post by inger on Feb 28, 2024 14:13:02 GMT -5
I tried the “Skibana” sandwich, and it’s okay. I prefer banana on toast with margarine or butter…
By the way… it’s Jif all way for me. Nothing else will do. I also smear PB on my suet feeder for the birds, and it’s a big hit. I buy my Jif in 4 pound containers…
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Post by pippsheadache on Feb 28, 2024 15:33:51 GMT -5
Not quite on the level of Pipps or Lauren’s adventures, but in my world it’s pretty adventurous. Maybe one day when you’re in one of those fancy restaurants you can request it and start a trend. “Trend-setter K. Billah was seen munching on peanut butter tacos on Park Avenue again last Tuesday. When asked if he had considered adding grape or lime jelly he instantly vomited on this reporter’s feet. We’re taking that as a no for now.”… My favorite...PB with orange marmalade or apricot jam. Not a fan of grape jelly. Did anyone try PB with sliced bananas sandwich? This I tried. How about an Elvis Presley special? PB with mashed bananas buttered and grilled? How about a spoonful of PB dipped into a container of cereal/granola for a snack...lol A sizable population of Svalbard are Russians. Most Norwegians speaks English however many Russians do not. I won't go into details, the saga continues as I landed in a Russian hospital for x-rays. For that, I needed a translator....now you can roll your eyes... No eye-rolling here. More like a sympathetic nod. I sustained a broken collarbone after being thrown from a camel in a remote part of the Sahara in Morocco where we stayed in a tented nomad camp. My wife and I were the only non-Bedouins in the camp. The very kindly tribesmen made a sling from my wife's scarf and for a pain killer plunked down a bottle of Gordon's Gin on my nightstand. It was very effective. Next morning it was an hour via an ATV over the dunes to the nearest paved road, from which we drove another hour to the first crossroads village to get this exotic medication called Tylenol. From there a few hours to the town of Ouarzazate, where there was a hospital to get X-rays to confirm that it was, indeed, a break. Even at the time I kept telling my frazzled better half that this would be a great story when we get home. BTW Ouarzazate is a very cool town. It is home to Atlas Studios, Morocco's Hollywood. Some of the filming done there includes "Game Of Thrones," "Jewel Of The Nile," "Kingdom Of Heaven" and "The Living Daylights," which to me is one of the more obscure Bond films. Somehow I have a feeling you've already been there. Anyway, back to the subject at hand -- you were literally in a Russian hospital or a hospital in Svalbard that was staffed by Russians? And if it is not being impertinent -- feel free to slap me if it is -- what was it that caused you to need X-rays? I love Elvis, but would never try to emulate his dietary habits. One of the many reasons he only made it to age 42. And PB with marmalade is delish for sure. My digestive system can no longer tolerate the peanut butter brands I grew up with -- Skippy, Peter Pan, Jif and Planters -- that was pretty much all that was available in those gastronomically innocent times. A few years ago I went full-bore nostalgia and tried Skippy with Smucker's strawberry jam on white bread -- just like a Saturday lunch in 1959 while watching "Sky King" and "The Lone Ranger." It took my innards three days to recover. I still love peanut butter, but can't deal with the sugar and oils of the old school brands. After experimenting with Crazy Richard's and Justin's and Teddie and Maranatha, I settled on the middle-brow option of Smucker's Natural Creamy, which is pure peanuts as far as I know -- maybe a soupcon of salt -- but less runny and more pungent than some of the others. But no question, peanut butter is a great gift to civilization. |
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Post by pippsheadache on Feb 28, 2024 15:36:21 GMT -5
I tried the “Skibana” sandwich, and it’s okay. I prefer banana on toast with margarine or butter… By the way… it’s Jif all way for me. Nothing else will do. I also smear PB on my suet feeder for the birds, and it’s a big hit. I buy my Jif in 4 pound containers… Four pounds!! Sounds like something that is generally only available to hospitals, prisons and public schools. The nuthatches and woodpeckers love peanut butter. Choosy mothers choose Jif. |
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Post by rizzuto on Feb 28, 2024 18:47:02 GMT -5
Not quite on the level of Pipps or Lauren’s adventures, but in my world it’s pretty adventurous. Maybe one day when you’re in one of those fancy restaurants you can request it and start a trend. “Trend-setter K. Billah was seen munching on peanut butter tacos on Park Avenue again last Tuesday. When asked if he had considered adding grape or lime jelly he instantly vomited on this reporter’s feet. We’re taking that as a no for now.”… My favorite...PB with orange marmalade or apricot jam. Not a fan of grape jelly. Did anyone try PB with sliced bananas sandwich? This I tried. How about an Elvis Presley special? PB with mashed bananas buttered and grilled? How about a spoonful of PB dipped into a container of cereal/granola for a snack...lol A sizable population of Svalbard are Russians. Most Norwegians speaks English however many Russians do not. I won't go into details, the saga continues as I landed in a Russian hospital for x-rays. For that, I needed a translator....now you can roll your eyes... Elvis's sandwich of choice of bananas and peanut butter also included bacon. I've never tried it, because I'm usually out of bananas when I think about it. |
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Post by kaybli on Feb 28, 2024 18:49:05 GMT -5
I tried the “Skibana” sandwich, and it’s okay. I prefer banana on toast with margarine or butter… By the way… it’s Jif all way for me. Nothing else will do. I also smear PB on my suet feeder for the birds, and it’s a big hit. I buy my Jif in 4 pound containers… Four pounds!! Sounds like something that is generally only available to hospitals, prisons and public schools. The nuthatches and woodpeckers love peanut butter. Choosy mothers choose Jif. 4 pounds of peanut butter! That's like a week worth of calories. |
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Post by inger on Feb 28, 2024 18:49:22 GMT -5
I tried the “Skibana” sandwich, and it’s okay. I prefer banana on toast with margarine or butter… By the way… it’s Jif all way for me. Nothing else will do. I also smear PB on my suet feeder for the birds, and it’s a big hit. I buy my Jif in 4 pound containers… Four pounds!! Sounds like something that is generally only available to hospitals, prisons and public schools. The nuthatches and woodpeckers love peanut butter. Choosy mothers choose Jif. That was how I discovered that I, too am apparent what they call a choosy mother. 🤓 Believe or not, you can buy those 4 pounders right next to the smaller sizes in your local WalMart. They also have an upsized Skippy, but that’s usually in the bulk foods section… I seriously have tried all of the brands you mentioned, including Smucker’s. Nothing else will do. I have noticed that it’s not wise to consume peanut butter within day, and hour or so of bedtime. <Urp>… |
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Post by inger on Feb 28, 2024 18:50:56 GMT -5
Four pounds!! Sounds like something that is generally only available to hospitals, prisons and public schools. The nuthatches and woodpeckers love peanut butter. Choosy mothers choose Jif. 4 pounds of peanut butter! That's like a week worth of calories. The birds eat a lot more than I do. I seldom eat it any more…maybe once every week or two. I do lick the knife when I’m done spreading g it on the feeder… |
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Post by rizzuto on Feb 28, 2024 18:54:40 GMT -5
I tried the “Skibana” sandwich, and it’s okay. I prefer banana on toast with margarine or butter… By the way… it’s Jif all way for me. Nothing else will do. I also smear PB on my suet feeder for the birds, and it’s a big hit. I buy my Jif in 4 pound containers… Four pounds!! Sounds like something that is generally only available to hospitals, prisons and public schools. The nuthatches and woodpeckers love peanut butter. Choosy mothers choose Jif. I think you've hit on a new slogan: Nuthatches, peckerwoods, and Ingersons choose Jif by the four-pound jar! |
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Post by kaybli on Feb 28, 2024 18:56:37 GMT -5
Four pounds!! Sounds like something that is generally only available to hospitals, prisons and public schools. The nuthatches and woodpeckers love peanut butter. Choosy mothers choose Jif. I think you've hit on a new slogan: Nuthatches, peckerwoods, and Ingersons choose Jif by the four-pound jar!  |
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Post by inger on Feb 28, 2024 19:04:12 GMT -5
Four pounds!! Sounds like something that is generally only available to hospitals, prisons and public schools. The nuthatches and woodpeckers love peanut butter. Choosy mothers choose Jif. I think you've hit on a new slogan: Nuthatches, peckerwoods, and Ingersons choose Jif by the four-pound jar! I like it! We can own the peckerwood demographic with that slogan! … |
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Post by laurenfrances on Feb 28, 2024 19:10:22 GMT -5
My favorite...PB with orange marmalade or apricot jam. Not a fan of grape jelly. Did anyone try PB with sliced bananas sandwich? This I tried. How about an Elvis Presley special? PB with mashed bananas buttered and grilled? How about a spoonful of PB dipped into a container of cereal/granola for a snack...lol A sizable population of Svalbard are Russians. Most Norwegians speaks English however many Russians do not. I won't go into details, the saga continues as I landed in a Russian hospital for x-rays. For that, I needed a translator....now you can roll your eyes... No eye-rolling here. More like a sympathetic nod. I sustained a broken collarbone after being thrown from a camel in a remote part of the Sahara in Morocco where we stayed in a tented nomad camp. My wife and I were the only non-Bedouins in the camp. The very kindly tribesmen made a sling from my wife's scarf and for a pain killer plunked down a bottle of Gordon's Gin on my nightstand. It was very effective. Next morning it was an hour via an ATV over the dunes to the nearest paved road, from which we drove another hour to the first crossroads village to get this exotic medication called Tylenol. From there a few hours to the town of Ouarzazate, where there was a hospital to get X-rays to confirm that it was, indeed, a break. Even at the time I kept telling my frazzled better half that this would be a great story when we get home. BTW Ouarzazate is a very cool town. It is home to Atlas Studios, Morocco's Hollywood. Some of the filming done there includes "Game Of Thrones," "Jewel Of The Nile," "Kingdom Of Heaven" and "The Living Daylights," which to me is one of the more obscure Bond films. Somehow I have a feeling you've already been there. Anyway, back to the subject at hand -- you were literally in a Russian hospital or a hospital in Svalbard that was staffed by Russians? And if it is not being impertinent -- feel free to slap me if it is -- what was it that caused you to need X-rays? I love Elvis, but would never try to emulate his dietary habits. One of the many reasons he only made it to age 42. And PB with marmalade is delish for sure. My digestive system can no longer tolerate the peanut butter brands I grew up with -- Skippy, Peter Pan, Jif and Planters -- that was pretty much all that was available in those gastronomically innocent times. A few years ago I went full-bore nostalgia and tried Skippy with Smucker's strawberry jam on white bread -- just like a Saturday lunch in 1959 while watching "Sky King" and "The Lone Ranger." It took my innards three days to recover. I still love peanut butter, but can't deal with the sugar and oils of the old school brands. After experimenting with Crazy Richard's and Justin's and Teddie and Maranatha, I settled on the middle-brow option of Smucker's Natural Creamy, which is pure peanuts as far as I know -- maybe a soupcon of salt -- but less runny and more pungent than some of the others. But no question, peanut butter is a great gift to civilization. The trek was a Russian exploration group. I was taken to a hospital staffed by Russians on my return trip to Longyearbyen. An x-ray on disc was given to me. Luckily the third and final part of our trip was visiting my friend's family in the North Coast of Norway. They reside in a 16 Century farm. The furnishings was gorgeous that was taken back in time. The final week flew by fast visiting many family members. Going from house to house didn't require long travels that would of been difficult sporting a leg cast. For sure we had delicious meals ( and no caribou  ) with great conversations and the coffee was flowing. However going home was problematic as we took the scenic route from train to plane toward Oslo airport. Regardless of the circumstances, it was a fabulous trip. The first week was spent in Oslo going to a Viking Museum, dining in interesting restaurants, meeting up with friends, and of course sampling aquavit.  |
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) with great conversations and the coffee was flowing. However going home was problematic as we took the scenic route from train to plane toward Oslo airport. Regardless of the circumstances, it was a fabulous trip. The first week was spent in Oslo going to a Viking Museum, dining in interesting restaurants, meeting up with friends, and of course sampling aquavit. 