Of course, I ate PB&J sandwiches as a kid. But then strayed for a while. In my 30s I returned to the fold. But with the upgrade from grape jelly to Smucker’s Raspberry Preserves. The sweetest bit of Heaven in jar I know of. I have eaten countless brand of raspberry preserves over the years, most were good, but nothing goes with peanut butter (Jiff, of course, my wife has her standards also) like Smucker’s Raspberry Preserves (not jam — too sweet) in my opinon. I eat one for lunch almost every weekday, even now.

I am a smooth peanut butter guy. But I prefer lumpy mashed potatoes.

Long live PB&J!