Peanut butter in Rwanda

I had the most delightful peanut butter here. What’s that you say? Peanut butter in Rwanda? Oh yes. It’s fantastic. Probably because it’s not loaded with sugar and crap that the US piles into our food, but I really enjoy it. I impulsively bought a container of it at the store – sidebar: it’s really nice that my impulse buys here are $2 – and I haven’t been able to stop eating it. I’m half way through it!

Wow Nora you live such an exciting life that you’re blogging about peanut butter! I know. Oh, I know. My favorite part is probably the high tech label that comes on it:

It might sort of look like vomit, but it’s still great.

Do I sense some judgment? I may, or may not, have eaten almost all of it in one sitting, but get over it, move on, I have. And yes, my hand is that pale even though I live in Africa.

In sum, I’m running out of things to blog about, but a few more people said they read this bringing my grand total readership to about 5, maybe 7 if I’m being generous. I’m even putting more pictures in to make it seem longer or like this blog post might actually go somewhere or have anything to do with Rwanda, but alas, my friends, isn’t so. I’ll have a brainstorm, get my PR skills back in shape and come back with a great post next time. For now, enjoy my glutinous habits.