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Peanut butter, taken apart

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Breakfast in this house is a negotiation conducted before I have finished my first coffee. The seven-year-old wants what she had yesterday, unless she had it yesterday. The three-year-old wants whatever her sister has. Somewhere in the middle of all this, I try to smuggle in protein.

The smuggling vehicle, most mornings, is a jar of PBfit organic peanut butter powder. Roasted peanuts, pressed to remove most of the oil, ground to a powder. You add water and it becomes peanut butter again, or you tip a spoonful straight into a smoothie and it disappears entirely, which is the point.

What It Is and Is Not

It is not a replacement for the proper jar, and I will not pretend otherwise. The reconstituted spread is lighter and less rich. One honest reviewer, a lifelong peanut butter devotee, called it a decent substitute for the times you want the flavour without the heaviness, and that is exactly right. Another noticed she felt hungry sooner after switching her smoothie from real peanut butter to the powder, which makes sense. The oil was doing quiet work.

But for stirring into oats, dusting over banana, or thickening a morning smoothie so it holds a small person until lunch, the powder wins. It mixes without clumps, even in plain water, and the protein is real: seven grams a serving, from nothing but peanuts, a little sugar, a little salt.

Our house recipe: frozen banana, milk, a big spoon of the powder, a smaller spoon of cocoa. The girls call it a milkshake. I call it breakfast doing its job under a false name.

A Small Grumble

The jar is plastic. One reviewer wished for glass and so do I. It is a big jar, at least, and lasts us close to two months of daily raids.

This morning Jenny drank hers, examined the empty cup, and asked for the same tomorrow. I have learned not to celebrate these victories out loud. I just wrote it on the list.

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