My grandfather, Jerry, grew up with peanut butter on everything. Hot dogs, hamburgers, and sandwiches always had a hefty slab of peanut butter. My grandfathers family did this because they were poor and it helped make the food more filling. He continued the tradition and raised his children with peanut butter on everything. It took his kids awhile to start enjoying it but once they did they would always ask for the delicious sweet spread on everything! One afternoon my mother, Renee, was at school and the bell had just rung for lunch. She hurried to meet up with her friends to eat lunch. As they all sat down together and my mom proceed to take out her packed lunch. An apple, chips, juice box, and a sandwich. She opened up her sandwich and
