So you know right off the bat what this post is to bring to you, here’s a preview. (Oh, and this is a bit tongue and cheek – in more than one way! :)
It’s the age old question: Grape or Strawberry Jelly? Chris and I have a theory on this debate. And really, it’s a debate in our house. Our theory states that your personal preference for grape or strawberry on your delightfully spread peanut butter bread goes back to the days of ole – the days when Mom made your pbj for you.
When Mom pulled the jam out of the refrigerator, be it a jam jar that was canned over the summer or a glass jar of Welch’s from the market, was it strawberry or grape? Or, gasp, did it come from that disgusting goob stuff that was peanut butter and jelly mixed together? (Ok, for this purist, that mixture makes me gag when I see it in the store…really.)
You already know our preference for Skippy Natural (all natural, no gunk, no separation, and oooooh, so yummy). But know I am about to reveal our jelly preferences. Chris is (drum-roll please) a grape lover. I, the strawberry fan. And, yes, it came to our mothers. We asked, and it aligns with what they made us.
My other theory is that people that are from more rural regions of the states prefer strawberry jelly because that is what their mom’s canned and “put-up” summer after summer and the more urban-ites like grape. But that’s a sub-theory. No need to fully examine that one at the moment.
So here is what we pose to you…
please help us solve our dispute.
Take a minute, hit the comment button and tell us - what jam do you prefer? :) Because then maybe, just maybe, we’ll have an answer. But I’ll keep on giving my kids the choice – I mean, it is a democracy, right? And they should have the right to experience the heritage of their father despite the fact that I am the one making the sandwich….and that’s how my jelly rolls.