I love peanut butter & honey (PB&H) sandwiches. I loved 'em when I was a kid ---- bowl-cut hairdo, red corduroy pants, and PB&H in hand ... and now, with the bowl-cut but a faint memory, I still dig PB&H. But they just don't get the same level of pub that their more famous cousin, PB&J, has historically received.
Why do you suppose that is? Its certainly not a reflection of taste, as PB&H is, hands down, the better combination. Its not like PB&H is any more complicated to make or any more costly. So what gives? How has PB&J cornered the market on PB sandwiches? Can we blame Bill Gates and Vista? After much consideration, I blame the bees and what amounts to a faulty marketing and promotional campaign. Some slogans that might (or might not) be worth considering for future promotional efforts:
* PB&H - Add it to your Honey-Do list
* Add honey - its totally sweet!
* Eat more honey - support the pollinators!
* Vote "nay" on PB&J
* Peanut Butter and Honey? It's money.
Here's a recipe for ya: next time you're camping, try a PB&H over the fire using a pie iron (or pudgy pie maker, if from Allen County). Mmmmmm. Lightly toasted bread, melted PB, warm honey. Dude, it is so good. Totally beats a s'more, but that's a story for another time.
PB&H haiku ---
PB and honey -
Winnie, a visionary;
Joy, between slices.
By the way, did you realize there was once apparently an Earl of Sandwich (John Montagu) in 18th century England for whom the sandwich was named? What do you suppose he had on the back of his baseball jersey? Sandwich? Montagu? Big Earl? Regardless, I'm guessing he caught some grief from his coach. "Hey Sandwich, quit loafing around and get over here!"