Tuesday, December 13, 2011
PB & J
Then I'd get home from school with the hunger of a tiger cub and out would come the jar of peanut butter and the loaf of bread.
One would think after 40-odd years or so I would've grown tired of peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, but that's not the case. Vegans have a tough go of it in Oklahoma, so if I know I'll be on the road around mealtime, a PB & J comes along for the ride. Sometimes I just get a powerful craving for one. My sandwich has evolved slightly since the 6th grade, however. Instead of Jif or Skippy, I use natural, unsweetened peanut butter; I prefer tart cherry jam to the overly sweet grape variety and my bread is no longer white, but whole grain, providing a structurally more sound bread than the flimsy white stuff. Perhaps even sturdy enough to support the weight of an orange inside a small, brown paper bag.
The sandwich pictured above was lovingly constructed with a flavorful and soft cracked wheat bread. You will find the recipe for it on my sister site, An Unrefined Vegan. Pair it scrumptiously with PB & J, spread hummus on it, dip into soups or eat straight up.