Joining Elvis for Lunch
Since I began working full time last spring, Steve and I have tried to set aside the first Saturday of every month to do something special and fun with the kiddos.
We kinda figured, "Hey, we live in this great city with so much to do, we really need to take advantage of it!"
So we marched right out and went to the movies.
But after that, we started doing fun, unusual stuff,
like shopping for the kids' clothes at Old Navy. They thought it was not at all special or fun. Neither did Steve. But we all got new socks that we desperately needed, and aren't new socks fun?
After that, recognizing that old habits are hard to break, we took the (wall street) bull by the horns and planned a bit better for Saturdays.
We've done a variety of things together, sometimes as a family, sometimes just me or Steve with one or the other of the kiddos. This past Saturday the whole fam visited Peanut Butter and Company in the Village. The place is tiny and retro and serves only (you guessed it) gourmet, freshly ground peanut butter related foodstuff.
Steve surveyed the menu and settled on The Elvis, minus the bacon: peanut butter, honey, bananas on whole wheat, grilled.
Chloe went for The Peanut Butter Cup: nutella and peanut butter on white.
Jonathan (in an effort to align with his increasingly large and poofy hair?) went The Fluffernutter route: peanut butter and marshmallow creme on white.
And I, a bit nauseated by the thought of The Elvis, went with the very kinda as-mature-as-you -can-get-in-an-all-peanut-butter-place Cinnamon Raisin Swirl, which came with a lovely cinnamon flavor and thinly sliced golden delicious apples and raisins embedded in the peanut butter...mmm, mmm, good.
3 comments:
Kudos for being adventurous with the kids!
Is it just me, or is everyone either not blogging or not commenting this month? Seriously. What could be more important. J/K
Listened to one of Steve's sermons just to see how GRCHS prepped him. Well done. :)
How about some chocolate with that sandwich? I like to have a well rounded diet.
Oh. I'm thinking, yum.
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