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PB&J and the Meaning of Life

For whatever reason, I hate making PB&J, but my kids love them.  I hate the way everything gets all sticky and crumbly (I have a lot of weird quirks like this.  You'll see.), so I have a system.  Yes.  A system. Pull out enough paper towels to cover the width of the table.  I won't… Continue reading PB&J and the Meaning of Life