Fluffernutter

Okay, so in my quest to integrate with Bostonian society (Go Celtics!), I decided that being a regular in several local Dunks wasn't enough. I also needed to try a fluffernutter.

Now, I can't fully commit to the experience since I'm allergic to peanuts, so that's a bit unfortunate. However, I managed to find almond butter, which resemble how I remember peanut butter taste when I had it many years ago.

I must admit that while the dish felt juvenile, it was a very pleasurable experience! Though, a bit confusing: Applying the (sorta) nutter to the bread was pretty straight forward. But then it took a wrong turn; for some reason my brain decided that the best course of action was to spread the fluffer directly onto the nutter, instead of on the opposite slice of bread. Immediately, the experience felt like smearing my toddlers uneven diarrhea around on a brioche bread.

It was clear that more fluffer was needed to the sandwich, but then I nutted in the fluffer with the knife. It can't be a good thing to nut in the fluffer. My wife got annoyed for sure. Moreover, the fluff kind of got everywhere. Sticky stuff!

Fluffer felt very home-like though! Where I'm from, we have something called flødeboller which basically consists of a thin, baked marzipan disc, a small fistful of fluffer; all encapsuled in a crisp shell of dark chocolate.

Anyway, that's all from me. As always, fuck the T.