At the dinner table this evening, Thing 1 and Thing 2 were pondering the wonder that is peanut butter. (I know, but it's what passes for conversation in our house.)
Thing 1 said she didn't know what she'd do without peanut butter; it has practically been her only source of protein since the day she started solids. (I've read recently that you shouldn't start babies on peanut butter until they are 3 or so, to avoid possibly triggering a peanut allergy. I can tell you straight up that Thing 1 would never have made it to the age of 3 if she hadn't eaten peanut butter. It was, quite literally, one of the four things she would eat at all between the ages of 18 months and 3 years, the others being: crackers, toast and french fries. I nearly went insane.)
Thing 2 said that she wouldn't mind being allergic to peanuts, since she didn't like peanut butter. (Because, you know, that is the ONLY thing that contains peanuts in the entire world.) She said that peanut butter was "too dry" for her.
Thing 1 noted that her sister often complained that things were "too dry" for her, "for example, peanut butter, chocolate.....my humor...."
Well, it made me laugh.