by penfold · Published · Updated
Hanging out with my father today. He requested a Peanut Butter and Jelly sandwich for lunch. But first, he said, butter the bread. A lot. And then put on some bacon. Crisp. I laughed, but he was absolutely serious. I made it, with real butter, black raspberry preserves, and low-sodium Kroger bacon fried to near-perfection.
A PBBBJ. (P-three-B-J?) I took a bite. It was really good.
I know now where my love of absolute crap food comes from.
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penfold
Name o' Penfold. Just Penfold. A full-time husband, dad, programmer, and nerd, trying to add "writer" to the list.
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author, writer, and monger of things, stories, and other wordments
DISCLAIMER: Not really Heat Miser
I’m a jaded software developer, married to a crazed Russian woman from Estonia, father to two scheming adopted kids from Ukraine, living in the middle of Indiana. So I write stories about that.