I don’t think I even like peanut butter…

Is it possible? I was roaming around the house today, cloroxing as per usual and vacuuming, when it hit me. (not the vacuum, silly, this thought) I don’t think I really like peanut butter. I have eaten it all my life, and to say that kinda feels weird. If asked yesterday, I would have said, I love Reese’s! I love PB & J! I love Peanut Butter Pie! But DO I? Maybe not. I was searching my foodies blogs in search of something to make today when I ran across an AMAZING brownie recipe that has peanut butter cheesecake filling. And I was super excited to make it…really, I was! But then I imagined the taste…and, well, I don’t know what happened. The peanut butter aspect just knocked me off course. Maybe I will rethink making them again tomorrow. Maybe TOMORROW I will again like peanut butter. And, speaking of peanut butter, here is a look at the first ever from scratch peanut butter cookies I made this week. Dad loved them. He, lucky he, loves peanut butter. Me? Well, I had a bite and gave the rest away. See? I didn’t like peanut butter THAT day, either. Uh oh. Here is the recipe anyway…