To SAK, for bringing us the giantest jar of JIF peanut butter ever (all the way to Oslo), and to her dad BK, for buying the us the giantest jar of JIF ever, and to my dad DG, for passing on the info about us needing the giantest jar ever.
Jar of honey included to indicate actual size
I didn't even realize the Swedish peanut butter I had found tasted not-quite-right until I had some American peanut butter. It was just SO right. Tack!!