tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19028456.post113890183961698857..comments2023-10-02T16:20:05.107+02:00Comments on People become stories and stories become understanding: Peanut Butter and Me ...Di Mackeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00273089782589416134noreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19028456.post-1139004670045093452006-02-03T23:11:00.000+01:002006-02-03T23:11:00.000+01:00Hey euro-trac ... I did appreciate your kind offer...Hey euro-trac ... I did appreciate your kind offer to drink with me. I shall need to, less because of 'Salivator', more because kitchen appliances seem to be stalking my comments box ...Di Mackeyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00273089782589416134noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19028456.post-1138988365948613582006-02-03T18:39:00.000+01:002006-02-03T18:39:00.000+01:00Hey... don't forget me! I'm quite cool too! :-)Hey... don't forget me! I'm quite cool too! :-)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19028456.post-1138985408725678592006-02-03T17:50:00.000+01:002006-02-03T17:50:00.000+01:00Steve the tumble dryer ... welllllll I guess I was...Steve the tumble dryer ... welllllll I guess I was just thinking 'steve' was too 'everyday' for you. <BR/><BR/>Clearly, King Steve of the Tumble Dryers would be more in line with your level of intelligence, as evidenced by both your question and your presence here in my comments box.<BR/><BR/>All hail King Steve ...Di Mackeyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00273089782589416134noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19028456.post-1138924157156347352006-02-03T00:49:00.000+01:002006-02-03T00:49:00.000+01:00we have plenty of peanut butter in the philippines...we have plenty of peanut butter in the philippines. i think it's one of the breakfast staple here. you can still see people hawking peanut butter in the street or if you are squeamish, you can buy one (yes "bottled" sal)from the supermarket. <BR/><BR/>wandering woman, you got a lovely site here. be coming back for more.sonoftheprodigalhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18004383073778007563noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19028456.post-1138923754103753492006-02-03T00:42:00.000+01:002006-02-03T00:42:00.000+01:00...and what's wrong with my name??...and what's wrong with my name??Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19028456.post-1138918548790096072006-02-02T23:15:00.000+01:002006-02-02T23:15:00.000+01:00Hey doberman, thank you ... I was feeling kind of ...Hey doberman, thank you ... I was feeling kind of foolish ... your olive jar clumsiness was reassuring.<BR/><BR/>Thanks Jeff and Jeff. You are kind.<BR/><BR/>And Sal ... would like peanut butter sent over? I remember being so grateful the time a friend sent me milo, and then there was the time vegemite was gifted to me.<BR/><BR/>Wooden teeth??? I'd never heard of wooden teeth before.<BR/><BR/>But taking peanut butter from Evangelical missionaries ... wow, that's kind of bad. I've never done anything like that.Di Mackeyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00273089782589416134noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19028456.post-1138915800960754122006-02-02T22:30:00.000+01:002006-02-02T22:30:00.000+01:00Lady Di:I've heard the term "butter fingers." But...Lady Di:<BR/><BR/>I've heard the term "butter fingers." But "peanut butter fingers?!" I would've thought it was the opposite problem. Pick up the jar, and can't unstick it from your hand.<BR/><BR/>A *glass* peanut butter jar? How quaint! In the US, they're made of plastic. Flexible plastic. <BR/><BR/>But glass? Wow! That's harkens back to the age of steel beer cans and wooden teeth. <BR/><BR/>But the bigger issue is that you, at least, have peanut butter to callously waste. I'm having a hell of of time find any (even the cheap, lousy stuff) here in Spain. I've heard rumors of a quasi-available local brand called "Captain America Peanut Butter" but, much like the mythical Sasquatch, have yet to see it in the flesh.<BR/><BR/>I really love peanut butter.<BR/><BR/>Things got so bad last week that a family of Evangelical missionaries from the US gave me a jar of Super Chunky JIF from their personal in-home inventory. And no...I'm NOT making that up. I had some for breakfast on toast this morning.<BR/><BR/>SalSal DeTragliahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09655836982289589022noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19028456.post-1138915556352419332006-02-02T22:25:00.001+01:002006-02-02T22:25:00.001+01:00love reading it. thankslove reading it. thanksPhotographyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04106940259113863944noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19028456.post-1138905146033002052006-02-02T19:32:00.000+01:002006-02-02T19:32:00.000+01:00I've never got into peanutbutter. I don't hate it,...I've never got into peanutbutter. I don't hate it, it's ok, but I really don't have a crave for it. Funny.<BR/><BR/>But I'm good in breaking the olive jars. The ones I eat are in this long and thin glass jar that hits tables all the time and that stuff is all over.. :(Dobermannhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05224951164747315571noreply@blogger.com