Foldover – California Bear Style

Bing’s friend served me a foldover this morning on a nice Pfaltzgraff plate. He made it in modified California Bear Style: whole wheat bread with peanut butter on the entire slice and then folded over. True CBS is with honey added. He likes the physics of it better.

I never thought of putting the peanut butter all over the slice. I make my foldovers the way my mother made them for me ever since I can remember – well, you know I vary the bread. I guess we have gone all  this time without knowing what the other was doing. I have no idea how many variant foldovers I have eaten – or, if you look at it from his point of view, how many incorrect foldovers.

I wonder if I can get pictures of him in action . . .

Well, this is a great note

I spent the night cleaning yucky, yucky stuff. I scraped, I scrubbed, I cleaned the place and then I went to the beach and cleaned it. Then, I went upstairs and cleaned some more and managed to get a rattlesnake into a trash bag. Before I closed it up, though, I heard weird sounds and discovered a mesh bag such as oranges come in filled with a bunch of snakes about 12 inches long. I put them in the trash bag also and got my husband to carry it out. Only he didn’t! He said it would be fine to keep the bag inside and took it back upstairs. I ran after him, hysterical.

Yes, I was dreaming. And when I woke up, I wasn’t really upset about being terrified about snakes – I was upset that all the cleaning didn’t really happen.