For the first time today, I laughed as I actually enjoyed fulfilling a stereotype! I really have a craving for peanut butter! And I wasn’t aware of it, but apparently it’s a stereotype that Americans love peanut butter. So, I went to the supermarket and they didn’t have it (sometimes they do). Then I went to the colmado (like the convenience store) and there were about 5 men there, including the 2 or 3 workers. I asked for peanut butter (in Spanish obviously, but you’d think not from the response I got). I received some blank stares, the owner asked me a few questions and handed me a jar of peanuts, to which I replied, no cream! Butter! Peanut butter! One man understood what I wanted and said, that’s like a staple for you guys isn’t it?
So, I left, sadly, without my peanut butter, my craving unfulfilled. I really wanted some bananas with crunchy peanut butter.
Woh is me. Haha, my doña told me to walk to another supermarket because she knows I like to walk. And she said, if it’s not there, keep walking! There’s another one after that.
But, I have decided against it as I need to get dolled-up for the music festival at the National Theater, hopefully, as I said, the first even out of 4 recently that will actually take place!! I’m excited.
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Ah, peanut butter! "The nectar of the gods" as my dad once put it. Yum yum. Now I have a craving, too... Hey, I could mail you a jar if you want.
~Robbie
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