There are some statements that I will never make.
1. “Hey kids! Would you like some Tum-E Yummies?”
Every time we go to the park and I see another toddler sucking on one of these bottles of artificially blue sugar water, I die a little inside…
2. “Matty B, I cleaned off the kitchen island so you can dump piles of mail on it. And while you’re at it, could you also subscribe to some more catalogs?”
3. “I sure love committee meetings.”
But one phrase that takes the cake? The phrase that you never thought you’d hear me say?
“I shouldn’t have put peanut butter in that recipe.”
But I said it. And I meant it.
It all started when we went to the pumpkin patch.
And even though it was 80 degrees outside, I got the “pumpkin” in me.
Meaning, l wanted a chill in the air. I wanted some hot cider. I wanted to sing the doxology.
I got none of those three.
So I settled for pumpkin carving and apple crisp.
Specifically, this peanut butter apple crisp.
And it was good. So good that I’ve been dumping the leftovers on top of my morning oatmeal.
But I shouldn’t have put peanut butter in that recipe. It totally overpowered the cinnamon, ginger and nutmeg that I’ve come to love in apple crisp!
A few days later, my friend Renee made an awesome (vegan!) apple crisp to share at the office. It was amazing. Full of all those fall spices I’d been craving!
Another phrase you’ll rarely hear me say?
“I’ll have thirds…”
But I broke that rule with Renee’s crisp. Renee, will you share your recipe?