name that dessert
Most evenings, sometime around 9, my sweet tooth starts making demands.
My darling wife is a pretty good enforcer when it comes to keeping me from buying 50-lb. bags of Oreos or buckets full of Hershey’s Miniatures, so I’ve had to get creative. Here’s the simple-as-dirt bedtime snack that I’ve been whipping up a lot lately:
- spread peanut butter, any kind you like, on one side of a warm flour tortilla
- sprinkle toasted sesame seeds, available at any Asian grocery, all over it
- roll it up tightly and dig in (with a glass of milk on the side, of course)
It just needs a name. Because the taste for peanut butter is typically acquired in the toddler years, and because of the tortilla, I’ve been calling it a “3-year-old Mexican.”
There are some folks I know, however, who find the idea of devouring south-of-the-border babies a little unseemly.
And so here we are. What would you call this delightful comestible?