I think I am carrying coals to Newcastle, or something like that. I am bringing to Israel,two of the largest jars of peanut butter that I have seen ,outside of a commercial establishment. My daughter says that she can't get organic PB in her neighborhood.
I plan on packing it in my checked luggage because for one thing, I wouldn't know how to say peanut butter in Hebrew if the security stops me and checks my carry on. Going through security is always a little unsettling, especially El Al. They ask questions
like ,"who gave you your name?". That one stumped me for a few seconds. I answered, "my mother?" and hoped it was the right answer. I hear that they know what to look for when they ask these questions, so I must have passed. I'll be going in a few days and
I am waiting for Amazon to deliver some more things for my daughter. So far, I have a book, peanut butter, Tylenol, and black tights. I don't know what today will bring.