Welcome to #SoCS where the lovely Linda prompts us with “Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “butter.” Use it as a noun, use it as a verb, use it any way you’d like. Have fun!“. You don’t need to tell me twice! I’m in. If you’d also like to join in the fun and frolic, HERE are the rules and ping back.
I Can’t Believe It’s Not Butter! tm
Uh, I can. Believe it is NOT butter that is. Seeing as we had real hand churned butter every time we visited my grandma at the farm, I believe I can darn sure tell the difference. No Parkay, “It’s not nice to fool mother nature” for me either.
Now I sound like a snooty purist. I am not. All spreads are my jam. Pun intended.
I’ll slather my toast/bagel/biscuit with just about anything. Butter, margarine, grape jelly, peanut butter, cream cheese, nutella, and the list goes on. Not all at once of course but you get the drift. Though for a while I was on a health kick that included forsaking everything that tasted good especially the devil that is butter. Now I have decided moderation in everything … including moderation is a motto to live by. Let them eat toast! with Butter and Grape Jelly. Yeah buddy, that’s the ticket. Now my mouth is watering, not sure about y’all.
As always, more to come.