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truly a new englander




Claire enjoyed her first fluffernutter sandwich this morning. She was a bit hesitant to try the  New England delicacy, but succomed to it's goodness. It was a hit.

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Anonymous said…
I would be worried too...when there is a camera taking a shot of every bite you have to think a joke is being played!

Love ya,
J
Erin said…
I have never had a fluffunutter but I have had the ever popular fluff sandwich!!! Gotta love those :)
Anonymous said…
Fluffernutter?? Is it marshmallow fluff and peanut butter? Sounds odd to me.
Lisa
christopher said…
yes it is. they actually had a discussion to ban them in one school as they actually serve them at lunch. some kids eat them everyday and parents became concerned. needless to say, in true new england fashion, there was an uproar--the fluffernutter is here to stay.
K
Erin said…
It should stay. I find it interesting that the people working to ban certain school activities (holiday parties) and childhood things (fluffunutter sandwiches) are the very people that enjoyed them every year in school during their childhood.
mom, me`me` said…
I did not know that was consider a New England thing, how about that???

Kara, you did not eat that as a child???
Kara said…
nope, although i hardly had pb &j either. i hadn't heard of fluff until i moved here.
Anonymous said…
no we think you all are crazy...those look yucky

love ya,
j

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