When I was a kid, I had a horrible eating habit. Ok, I had many, but this one is a caloric nightmare! In one fell swoop I would grab the Skippy peanut butter, Hershey’s syrup and the biggest spoon I could find. I would dive into the peanut butter with the spoon and try to come up with the largest scoop possible. I usually went into the jar a second time to make sure I had utilized every inch the spoon offered. I would then, and don’t judge me here, press my tongue into the peanut butter to make a concave impression. Here comes the best part. Taking the Hershey’s syrup I would squeeze as much chocolately goodness the small hole could handle without spilling a drop. After all, I was a professional here. It was like a peanut butter island with a lush, chocolate pond directly in the middle! Eating it would only take a matter of seconds and, if I felt the need, I’d go at it one more time. Most times doing this would require me hiding behind the pantry door so my Mom wouldn’t catch me. Like I said, I was a chocoholic professional (probably still am.)
Just another tale of what I eat under stress. What’s your story?