It’s a cold winter day and for some reason I was thinking about peanut brittle. Makes sense, right? Anyway, it reminded me of something that happened years ago that’s a fun story to tell– and it really is true. It was when the children were little, back before everybody carried a cell phone everywhere. So one rainy day Ted had gone to the grocery store, and one of the kids asked if we could get some peanut brittle for a treat. They all agreed that would be good. But he had already left, so I suggested we try to send him a message through our thoughts, like mental telepathy. This seemed like a great game, so we all sat down, closed our eyes, put our fingers to our temples, pictured Dad in the grocery store and said together, over and over again, “PEANUT BRITTLE, PEANUT BRITTLE, PEANUT BRITTLE…” It was very funny and we had a good time laughing at ourselves, but after a while it got old and we all went off to do our own thing. Ted returned in due time with LOTS of groceries (I’ve heard this is a common trait in men, but that’s okay! Here’s a funny video on that topic) and began unpacking. The kids were sort of hanging around but I think they’d forgotten about the peanut brittle, until Ted explained that as he was walking around shopping, he suddenly, out of the blue, got this strong urge to buy…a PANCAKE GRIDDLE! And so he did! When we heard this, we all howled with laughter! Even if somewhat muddled, our telepathic message had made it through! I am not kidding you, that really happened. So, in honor of that story, I decided to make some peanut brittle today. I’ve never attempted this before and I must be honest with you, dear readers, and confess that it did not turn out. It was, in fact, a complete fail. For that reason, I don’t have a really cute photo of my creation that looks all perfect like something on Pinterest, and that’s why the picture you see here has nothing at all to do with this post. But that’s okay, I think it will do.