Growing up, I lived with my father and his wife for a good majority of the time. During one spring, his wife spent 4 months in Russia studying the language and politics. Besides getting Brinner on a regular basis, it also meant I got a chance to be another "man-of-the-house".
I relished this opportunity to act like an adult, help around the house, and be responsible. One of the things I would do with some regularity was make lunches for everyone to take to school (me and my sisters) or to work (my father).
I knew he had a love for Peanut Butter (which I also share), so I would make him PB&J, with a twist. In my 10-year old eyes, I thought an extra Peanut Butter surprise would be welcomed.
So I would spread out the PB on the bread, nice and thick like he liked it. Then, I would take a heaping table spoon of PB, splunk it right in the middle, then put jelly around it.
He never said anything about it, but did regularly thank me for packing the lunches.
I wonder if he ever noticed the extra dollop of PB in the middle...
Poop and Boogies once wrote about the proper way to make a PB&J...and I am with his dad...PB down, jelly on top, then a clean piece of bread on top of that. It is proper.
I have eaten PB&J toast most mornings for the past 5 years...something about good bread, peanut butter and Sarabeth's Peach Apricot jam that just goes so well with the morning cup of coffee.