I can't believe I didn't post my favorite PB story in here yet. Ok so, background, I ****ing love peanut butter and I would probably eat sneakers if they came in a peanut butter flavor. Anyhow.
I'm in the middle east for work, specifically Doha and we've given this on-the-ground host to sort of be our go-to when we need someone yelled at in Arabic. After a week of being there she and I got friendly enough for me to go:
"So uh, how come all these deserts are chocolate? You don't have any peanut butter anything?"
And after a few minutes of hemming and hawing, which I chalked up to a translation issue, she finally gives up and just goes
"Peanut butter is for poor people."
And I'll give it to the Arabs on this one, they're a direct people. Anyway, I laughed out loud and choked down my chocolate cakes for the rest of my time there. But anytime someone mentions PB around me I always think of her.
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