        She polished off the second sandwich half more quickly than the first, although it had the unfortunate property of sticking everywhere in her mouth.  The sweet bean-like butter on the sandwich acted more like glue than anything else she’d ever eaten.  It seemed vaguely familiar, but the oiliness of the butter and the potent jelly prevented her from identifying it.  Lyra finally had to take a couple of sips of water to swallow it.