Worse, it means dirtying two knives, unless you want to end up contaminating the jelly with the peanut butter or vice versa and that will never do at all.
Seriously, I am not a particularly tidy sort of person - you've seen several of my dwellings, you know this - but there are certain small things that just set off whatever latent capacity for OCD I might have, and that is one of them. I can't stand to see the little streaks of peanut butter in the marshmallow fluff. And it's all very well to say "oh, just start with the PB and then wipe the knife on the other piece of bread," but that's as maddeningly useless a bit of advice as "oh, just pick them off" when you get green peppers on a pizza and you didn't want them. That doesn't actually work, and then you've got green pepper residue on your fingers! Oh, the hatred just seethes throughout my body at moments like that.
... sorry, what were we - oh, right, sandwiches. I tend to agree with metaphysick. Making a PBJ is just assembly. Your making-stuff cortex is insufficiently stimulated by it. :)
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Date: 2012-12-11 07:00 pm (UTC)Seriously, I am not a particularly tidy sort of person - you've seen several of my dwellings, you know this - but there are certain small things that just set off whatever latent capacity for OCD I might have, and that is one of them. I can't stand to see the little streaks of peanut butter in the marshmallow fluff. And it's all very well to say "oh, just start with the PB and then wipe the knife on the other piece of bread," but that's as maddeningly useless a bit of advice as "oh, just pick them off" when you get green peppers on a pizza and you didn't want them. That doesn't actually work, and then you've got green pepper residue on your fingers! Oh, the hatred just seethes throughout my body at moments like that.
... sorry, what were we - oh, right, sandwiches. I tend to agree with