Think again! After the news last night, we went and checked our pantry, and THERE IT WAS. One of the dreaded salmonella-tainted jars of Peter Pan Peanut Butter. The tell-tale “2111” lot number stamped right on top, bold as brass. Thankfully still sealed, unopened.
Sadly, it was the most exciting thing that happened to us all day long.
Our deadly jar of PB was purchased in Cabot about a week ago. Check your peanut butter, peoples. Back to buying the spackle-flavored “natural” stuff and doctoring it up in my mixer, then storing it in the ‘fridge for me. *sigh*