The jelly incident

Having a family of three boys you can bet we go through a lot of pb&j sandwiches. More than I would care to admit, and I am a guilty participant. I could easily eat one for lunch every day.

The other day I was making lunch for the boys and was at the bottom of the jar of jelly. There was probably enough left to make a few more sandwiches. I scraped the knife at the bottom of the jar and looked down at the bread. Sitting there was a decent size piece of glass. The knife must have hit a soft spot which made the glass chip off the bottle.

Thank the Lord I spotted the glass before I fed the sandwich to one of the boys. I cringe just thinking about it.


This whole ordeal was not sitting well with me and I decided to call the company and report what had happened. What if this was happening to other people? It could be dangerous and potentially fatal. I called and explained the situation, and they assured me that the company has many checks in place to be sure the glass is not defective before it leaves the facility. She believes it may have been handled roughly upon delivery to the store or when it was at the store. Who knows. But she was glad I called in to report it and that no one got hurt. Ditto.

I think I will be sticking to plastic jars of jelly in the future. You just never know.