“You drinking it from the jar?”
“How else am I supposed to consume it? It’s hard to get my finger in there while I’m driving.”
We were out in my Jimny, two buddies and I.
We did a micro road trip, just to get the Jimny out onto a dirt road where she belongs. It’s like taking your Jack Russell for a walk.
I owed the one buddy a nut butter, so before heading out, we stopped at my place to fetch it.
When we reached the dirt road on the outside of Jeffreys Bay, the one sitting in the back asked if he could drive.
He seems to have a thing for my Jimny.
Totally understandable, and his wife hasn’t found out yet, so we’re all good.
For now.
Any case, I got out and jumped in the back, and he took the wheel.
Wasn’t long before he asked me to pass him the nut butter, which he handed to his passenger to open.
“Stick your finger in there and taste it,” says the driver, when the passenger opens the jar.
“No, I can’t do that,” replies the passenger.
“Man, just stick your finger in.”
“Oh, that’s good,” remarks the passenger after succumbing to peer pressure.
“Okay, pass it to me,” demands the driver.
That’s when it happens.
Dude lifts the jar to his mouth and “drinks” the nut butter from the jar.
I use air quotes for the word, drink, because the nut butter is too thick to flow like a beverage, but what else can you call it?
Gives new meaning to the term, drinking and driving.
In fact, this is prolly the only time drinking and driving is good for you.
If you have the patience, “drink” your Lush Yummy nut butter straight from the jar.
Seems to work for others.