mmmCupcake and I decided that V-Day is for adventures in eating. So, we ran down to the West Village for dinner. We were going to check out the Peanut Butter Company. It was rumored that they had amazing peanut butter milkshakes.
Now, after my pre-Valentine’s adventure with mmmFries, you’d think that I would have caught on that it is just a bad idea to go to eateries with a sweet theme around this confectionary holiday. But no.
The line was long. The staff was frazzled. Too many tables were reserved for nut-loving couples. mmmCupcakes and I almost nixed the whole outing when we saw the coupling catastrophe inside this perky shop. But, for you dear readers, we persevered.
Plus, I really wanted a peanut butter milkshake.
Deciding to seek a main course elsewhere, we got the fluffernutter milkshake to sustain us on our journey to find an alternative eatery. As a child of a New England raised mother, I am very familiar with fluff sandwiches. In fact, I was often the only kid at the Texas elementary school lunch table with this particular sandwich. So, the fluffernutter shake really took me back to the day when I saw peanut butter and fluff as a main course – and not an indulgent dessert.
The shake had a superb texture. It was smooth with the added silkiness of fluff. Despite its peanut butter base, the shake did not clog the straw – a major blending feat. I did not end up with peanut butter mouth (a la the Got Milk? commercials), but I’m sure mmmCupcakes noticed how quiet I got while enjoying this shake.
I highly recommend it!
