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June 6, 2010
Although it's been a few years since peanut allergies were all the rage and all the cool elementary school kids' parents were claiming ill effects even from being in the same ZIP code as a shell, I'm still mystified by the wholesale hysteria. When I was a kid, we wolfed peanuts with abandon, often in a delicious spreadable form amassed between two squares of white bread cut into triangles, and our moms were summarily thrilled. I'd hate to be a newfangled kid, suffering with a sorry soynut substitute washed down with goat's milk at the panicky behest of my mother.