Something about Dr. D being on his pediatrics rotation has caused our culinary tastes to regress. I'm not sure I can count how many meals have been made up of peanut butter and jelly sandwiches and/or cereal this month... all I know is that my hands are perpetually sticky and our Jiff is running low.
Our friend Dr. S helped us step it up a notch more recently by providing us with some delicious home-baked sourdough bread. There truly is nothing better in my opinion than pb&j on toasted sourdough. It's my desert island food---you know, if you were stranded on a desert island and could only eat one thing for the rest of your life and miraculously there was an infinite supply of pb&j trees. My other choice would be bean and cheese burritos. Don't hate.
Our gastroregression (yeah, I just made that up, so what?) reached new infancy recently when Dr. D got the urge to forgo the customary Kashi in the cereal isle and opt for Peanut Butter Cap'n Crunch...
...which he proceeded to methodically add to his pb&j later that day.
Guys, I can vouch for this: it was awesome.