This morning, while trying to get lunches ready, I asked Tavis to get me a new peanut butter out of the pantry. This is what he brought me.
When I was growing up, we always had a fight for the first dip into a new peanut butter. This was serious business. I can remember wrestling my brothers to get that first taste many, many times.
I'm not sure how it started. I'm not sure if other families do it. But I'm glad the tradition has been carried on.
We definitely did it in our house too. Only for us it was Skippy peanut butter. :-)
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