Nothing Beats the Classic

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The website content is a personal essay that celebrates the classic peanut butter and jelly sandwich through a nostalgic poem and reflects on the author's writing style and influences.

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The article titled "Nothing Beats the Classic" is a heartfelt tribute to the author's favorite sandwich, the peanut butter and jelly. It reminisces about the simple joy of this classic American cuisine, describing the sensory experience of the sandwich's preparation and consumption, from the "fluffy white clouds baked to perfection" to the heavenly combination of creamy peanut butter and strawberry jam. The piece also pays homage to the author's family breakfasts and credits a poem by Rochelle Silva for inspiring the writer's own work. Additionally, the author shares a link to a personal story that shaped their writing style, emphasizing the importance of authenticity and humor. The article concludes with a recommendation to read Kelley A. Mussler's poem "Hello," which left a profound impression on the author, and a thank you to the readers for their time.

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The author expresses a deep affection for the peanut butter and jelly sandwich, considering it the "fairest" of all sandwiches.
The essay conveys a sense of nostalgia for family breakfasts and the simple pleasures of childhood.
The author values authenticity in writing, as evidenced by their mention of a story that encouraged them to embrace their unique voice and humor.
The author appreciates the work of other writers, such as Rochelle Silva and Kelley A. Mussler, and acknowledges their influence on their own writing.
The article suggests that the author's writing style is characterized by subtle humor and a personal touch, which they attribute to past experiences and inspirations.

A poem about my favorite sandwich

Mirror mirror on the wall, Who is the fairest sandwich of them all? It is the classic American cuisine, Art the fairest I have seen.

Between fluffy white clouds baked to perfection, Made of flour and yeast, mixed with affection, Served up fresh or toasted brown outside, What matters most is what’s inside.

On one side, creamy peanut butter, Strawberry jam spread over the other, The marriage planned and made in heaven, I try to stop but I will have seven!

I taste the heavens and let my mind unravel, Back in time, to breakfast, I travel, To orange juice, father and that annoying brother, And most precious of all, my darling mother.

Thank you Rochelle Silva for the tag. I saw it in the draft you sent me so I think I’m jumping the gun on this. You can check out her poem here.

If you ever wondered why most of my stories are a bit silly and full of subtle humor, check out the story that made me write the way I do now.

This week I came across a poem by Kelley A. Mussler about a few fluttering thoughts she had at 2 AM. I found the poem kind of haunting. Go and check her out and give her a follow.

Thank you for reading and have a great day!

Nothing Beats the Classic

A poem about my favorite sandwich

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