I tried to come up with a more complex name for this. Really, I did. But then my dad declared me a “football savant” for dominating last week’s NFL weekly picks and I lost interest in anything other than basking in the glory.
So here’s the deal with this “recipe” – I realize strawberry season has come and gone, but the grocery store is still selling them which means I am still buying them. And will continue to do so until I get tired of this combination which, based on my track record here, should be approximately never.
Can I declare a verdict on my own creation (that I realize is nowhere near original)? Because I am. Nailed. It. It’s entirely possible I eat this multiple times a week (read “daily”). My husband thinks it’s weird “because of the toast”, but that’s what makes it awesome. How else is the peanut butter going to get a little on the melty side?
Toast the bread of your choice (I typically use sandwich thins, but my mom gave us a loaf of wheat bread because we looked poor and hungry and I’m a fan of that as well). While your bread is toasting, cut your strawberries to whatever size you’d like. Once your toast pops, smear as much or as little peanut butter as you’d like. Then top with strawberries and a few chocolate chips and prepare to be addicted.
(I’ll also make this without the chocolate chips for breakfast. Seriously. I have a problem. Send help.)