The End of the World as We (Nut) It

by Sarah on May 28, 2011 · 11 comments

Look into my pantry, and what do you see?Certainly NOT the excessive amounts of nut butter we saw less than two months ago.Maybe the world really did end on Saturday after all, because Miss Smart has lost her appetite––her appetite for nut butter that is. [Shock! Awe! Astonishment! Outrage (?)]How could this happen? What is to be done about it? When I made the Hush Monkeys, I didn’t even lick the spoon with which I scooped the peanut butter….nor the chopstick I used to stir it first. [A low gasp sweeps collectively through the crowd.]

Sticky, nutty, thick, and buttery….oh my stomach feels queasy.
[Even Julie‘s dog was hanging her head in shame and confusion
when we met for frozen yogurt.]
Speaking of frozen yogurt, the only thing peanut buttery I’ve wanted to eat came from a self-serve machine.
[Curses on you, The Yogurt Spot, you stole my trademark name! But gosh darn it if it wasn’t the best peanut butter flavored frozen yogurt I’ve ever had…]Not even the discovery of this oh-my-goodness-I-just-want-to-TRY-it-already treat at Central Market (the only place I’ve EVER seen it sold) could sway me from my anti-nut-butter* leanings.
*Granted, it doesn’t actually have nuts in it. But it has the same texture I imagine. The same weight and heaviness that even now is causing my stomach to rumble (and not in a Winne-the-Pooh “I need some honey” kind of way).Judging by the amount of yogurt I stocked up on this week…my love of yogurt (frozen or otherwise) is the one thing we can still count on.

It’s the end of the world as we (nut) it.
And I feel…fine?


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