It’s no secret that if it weren’t for Skippy, Peter Pan and Jif; I would have never survived college. I probably wouldn’t have survived adolescence either as once Mom graduated our lunches from the cheese sandwiches, it was peanut butter sandwiches.
Peanut butter has always been there for me. On a cracker. On bread. On toast (what a glorious day that was when I made my first slice). On apples. Even on a spoon. Peanut Butter Crackers saved my life in Madrid when I lived with a host family and had to eat things I couldn’t make out visually. And no, I’ve never done the jelly. It just seems wrong to top the wonderfulness of peanut butter with that kind of bizarre and jiggly texture.
Naturally, when I read this article, I became a little angry. Alright, a lot angry. A whole lot of angry. Just like the writer of this article, I get that peanut allergies are a very severe thing for kids suffering them. However, just because a kid is allergic to it doesn’t mean that poor peanut butter has to be outlawed in the cafeteria.
Kids are allergic to just about anything these days. And if we start banning things for one child, another child’s mom is going to want to ban things for her child.
Let’s focus on getting rid of all the crap in school cafeterias before we start ganging up on Peter.
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