Somewhere, somewhere deep in the South, this is a delicacy.

Somewhere, some seven-year-old is excited to get this sandwich in his lunchbox or when he comes home from school. Some see it as the best sandwich ever in the history of sandwiches. This is according to my dapper friend Hampton, who grew up in Tennessee.

Hampton has been whispering in my ear about doing a peanut butter and mayonnaise sandwich for months. Mayonnaise on peanut butter? “Oh, it’s soooo good,” he cooed. “And, you have to use plain white Wonder bread. The cheap, soft stuff!”

I finally brought myself to do it this morning.

I used a scant amount of mayonnaise, like as much as the proper amount of Vegemite one would use for a Vegemite sandwich. Though Hampton told me not to toast the bread, E requested that if he were to try the sandwich, it had to be browned. I warmed the white, mushy sandwich on a pan on the stovetop, cut it in half and served.

“Mmm,” E said at first. “What’s on this again?”
“Peanut butter, banana….and mayonnaise.”
“MAYONNAISE?!?”E said. “Whose idea was this?! That’s weird!”
He put his half on the plate. He did not pick up the sandwich again.
I put mine to rest after one bite, too.
“I’m making eggs!” E said.

Guess we’ll file this sandwich under the acquired taste category.

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