Gak! We've eaten the peanut butter of death!

Peanut butter jar lid of death

Someone send nice flowers to our funeral…we didn’t know it, but for the past week we’ve been eating from the Peter Pan Crunchy Peanut Butter Jar of Death. We’re goners…forward all our mail to Boot Hill, because that’s where we’re going to take up residence.

In the photo above is the incontrovertible proof that we’ve been smearing our bagels recently with veritable death spread. Blithely, in our ignorance, ignoring the FDAs warning about possible Salmonella Tennessee contamination. We’ve already eaten about 3/4ths of the jar, so it’s probably too late for us…run!…save yourselves!

Me to Doc-wife (who is spreading peanut butter on a raisin bagel): Hey, I wonder if we have that bad peanut butter… (checking lid)…yep.

Doc-wife: Mrfffm brrrfm (munching happily on the bagel…bravely in the face of impending doom.)

Me: Hey, you done with the toaster? I want one too.