I can’t tell you my exact age… or even an accurate approximation other than young… but I remember vividly one of the best meals of my life. It was a peanut butter and jelly sandwich.
My parents were out on one of their date nights and my aunt was babysitting. I remember giggling with her, playing games and then setting myself up in the living room to watch Sleeping Beauty. I remember fast forwarding through the “scary” parts, laughing at the funny parts, and then realizing… I’d been having so much fun I had forgotten… I was hungry. I asked my aunt for dinner. She, not being more than 16, had a limited repertoire and whipped me up a pb&j with tortilla chips. She served me the meal on a platter so I didn’t have to miss a moment of the movie.
I remember biting into that sandwich and thinking that it was the best thing I had ever eaten. I told her, she laughed and we both turned our attention back to Princess Aurora and her Prince Charming.
Over the years I have tried to replicate that sandwich. I have made some good pb&j’s, but none compare to the one I was served that evening. Was it the grape jelly that made it so appealing? Or maybe strawberry? Was it whole wheat or white bread? Could it be that I was using inferior peanut butter? I doubt it… I think the memory of that peanut butter and jelly is filled with love and laughter that cannot be spread onto bread.