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.]
[Even Julie‘s dog was hanging her head in shame and confusion
when we met for frozen yogurt.]
*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.