Peanut Butter M&M's

Guess how much I paid for an American sized (literally) pack of Peanut Butter M&M's: £1.45.

For those of you who haven't done the math yet, the conversion rate on that is £1.45 x 1.5 = $2.18. For a small, rectangular pack of Peanut Butter M&M's. This decision, however, was made before I knew the price.

You see, it's cold here in London tonight. Almost done with February, the rains are kicking in and the winds was frigid. Late off from work, I thought of a Snickers for the Tube ride home. But, no. I had seen the deli in the square had a special basket with special imports from America, and the Peanut Butter M&M's had my name on it.

I paid the man, walked out the door, ripped open the package and popped 2 or 3, I can't remember, into my mouth. The sensational was wonderful. And as I chewed, I thought: Hmm, the chocolate's not as good. It doesn't really taste like Peanut Butter much. Man, how long have these been sitting there?

But my purchase was not in vain. I remembered a friend's birthday party from junior high or early high school, myself gorging on Peanut Butter M&M's and another friend eating way too many Hot Tamales. We felt so ill. And as I walked down the street tonight, finishing my bag of American sweets, I smiled. To be 13 again.