This is a new addiction for me.
As many of you know, I am a couponer. I use coupons to get food for cheap. That food includes peanut butter sometimes which means I have Jif, Skippy or Adams on my shelf at all times. I love peanut butter. It is good. It is friggin' awesome actually. I have a serious love/hate relationship with peanut butter. I love to eat it but I hate that I can't eat 3 cups of it in one sitting. Why do peanuts have to settle on my thighs. A tablespoon of PB? Who is the idiot that came up with that portion size?
I digress.
I ate the Jif. It is sugary and delicious. Same with Skippy. Adams always left me wanting for more but you dip a spoon in it and then roll it around in some chocolate chips and the problem is solved. So, they were all just fine for me.
But then...
Then, I was helping mother pack up food for our coast trip and she pulled out a duel pack of Kirkland Signiture Creamy Organic Peanut Butter and I didn't even lift my head to look. Peanut butter always tastes the same.
Wrong!
Dead, dead wrong!
This is definitely a mixer upper. The oil has seperated from the peanuts so you have to scoop out the entire content into a bowl and blend it back together. I was put in charge of getting this done and then I made the life-changing mistake or discovery, whichever you want to call it, of licking the spatula. Mind exploding, eyes popping, skin tingling, FIREWORKS!
The age old claim that peanut butter sticks to the roof of your mouth is true with this here pb. It coats your whole mouth in a blanket of rich indulgence and you consider never swallowing again and can't even if you try. It is out of this world, knock your socks off rockin' amazing. I just close my eyes, place my chin in my hands and grin while the thick, creaminess dances a jig on my tastebuds. It will take your breath away...literally.
And...the kicker that is no real surprise....roasted peanuts and salt. That is all heaven is made of. Peanuts and salt.
I am not confessing to anything but there may have been a jar of homemade fudge sauce in the fridge. And I may or may not have taken one spoon and dipped it in the fudge and another spoon in the peanut butter. And I may or may not have had two spoons in my mouth at one time at 11:30pm when my babies were snoring away in the adjacent room. I feel dirty.
This peanut butter blows my mind into another stratosphere. Pick up a jar (or two) at your local friendly Costco warehouse today.
($8.75 for the pack and worth every penny...even for me the tight-wad couponer.) 
Don't you just want to jump in there? Why didn't anyone tell me about this tub of gold? You are fired!
2 comments:
I share your addiction PB. I can't keep it in the house :)
You should also try another deadly combination-- a spoonful of peanut butter and a spoonful of Nutella. Oh so much better than the few chocolate chips!
I thought you were going to say it was nasty. I always buy that kind and I like it but I don't know if other people will like it since it's not as smooth (overprocessed) and sugary as others. And what a pain to have to mix it every time you open a jar, once a babysitter opened one and poured the oil off the top!
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