So it’s 5PM on a random weekday.

Dinner is in an hour, but I’m starving.

I head to the kitchen in search of a little taste of something that won’t spoil my appetite. I open the fridge and there’s a jar of garlic-dill pickles that looks mighty fine. I happily grab a pickle and crunch on a bite.

And then, out of nowhere, the idea of slathering that pickle with peanut butter pops into my head.…