Thursday, May 7, 2009

potentially real/imaginary details

I have written about this blog before, but this morning in my google reader, I saw this sandwich. And I started thinking about how peanut butter + honey + banana sandwiches remind me of my dad. (I have a lot of people that I associate with foods. Malt-o-Meal with my mom, pancakes with my grandma, chicken shawarma with Whitney, chocolate chip cookies with Pagie). The way I remember eating peanut butter sandwiches with my dad, we had these things all the time, and he never made a peanut butter sandwich with anything else. The thing is, I'm pretty sure that isn't true! He must have made peanut butter sandwiches with something other than creamed honey, and it's not like we always had bananas around. But sometimes we remember the past differently than it actually was. We glamorize mundane details. We change the order of chronological details. We conveniently forget details. But in this case, I don't think it actually matters how I remember the peanut butter sandwiches of my childhood. What ends up being important are the feelings have every time I'm slicing bananas onto the peanut butter side of my sandwich: "I love this sandwich... I love my dad."

3 comments:

  1. Will you add this sandwich to list of things to do this summer?

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  2. perfectly said. and as a sidenote...i love your dad too. truthfully, i love your entire family :)

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  3. cute. I (heart) peanut butter and banana too.

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