My husband likes to tease me for my weird preference of having a peanut butter and dill pickle sandwich on occasion. It really is a great sandwich! I was introduced to this unique flavor combo when I was in high school.
I stopped by a lunch table to chat up a fellow student. I noticed there was something green in her peanut butter sandwich. Intrigued, I asked what was in it.
"Pickles!" She happily exclaimed.
"Ewww, pickles! Gross!" I concluded.
"Hey," she said, blissfully munching away. "Don't knock it 'til ya tried it." She then proceeded to break off a portion and handed it to me. Since my parents taught me to never say I didn't like anything until I tried it, I reluctantly brought it to my mouth and bit into the strange concoction.
Surprisingly, it tasted great and my friend was delighted she had won another soul to the Church of the Peanut-Butter-Dill-Pickle Sandwich.
Now my husband? He's even weirder.
Recently I was on a Salt 'n Vinegar Potato Chip kick. He decided one day to crumble a few of those chips on top of the peanut butter and have himself a wonderful PB and salty, vinegary potato chippy sort of sandwich. He proclaimed it delicious.
Today, we had no chips. Instead he sprinkled a few Mint M&M's on the peanut butter and again, declared it genius.
And he thinks I'm weird...