Peanut Butter Addiction

I've never wanted Peanut Butter as much as I've wanted it since I got to Hamburg. I've never really craved PB in my life, really. I think that it's just that I can't really have it here. I mean. There is PB for 1,000€ per metric gram, and it's not really that good. I mean that there are NO PEANUT BUTTER SNACKS. So, that means...No Reese's cups, no peanut butter M&M's, no Nutter Butters, No Peanut Butter popcorn, No Peanut Butter ice cream, No Peanut Butter Kisses, No Peanut Butter filled pretzel bits, No Peanut Butter Twix, NO Peanut Butter Snickers, NO Peanut Butter Cookie Dough, NO Peanut Butter chips to make Peanut Butter cookies, NO Peanut Butter Kit Kats, NO Peanut Butter Chex Mix....these are only the ones that I really crave. Here are even more!!!


'member these??? NOT EVEN THESE!!








BUT, I can get this, if I order online at this or this import store...I do love that you can't read these site in English. WTF. I mean...really. I'm really starting to think that I should start my own import business of American shit and sell it on eBay.




Oh...AND Germans don't know about S'mores. I had get Birgit to try them immediately in NY. Not really the right place, but we had some at Cosi in Union Square. It was an urgent need. So, we had to sacrifice. We did have real ones camping in Tahoe. So, I made up for restaurant s'mores with real ones later.

Now, I've made myself hungry. Once again, por vida, my life and my thoughts revolve around food.

Guten appetit!