From what I can remember (because sometimes my mom does have to call or email me to straighten out the story), my family was never big into desserts/food that included marshmallow.
This is one reason why I was devastated to have such a late introduction to all that is marshmallow fluff.
Not the point of my story.
Anyway… there always seemed to be a bag sitting around in the pantry. Lonely. Untouched. Often ignored/forgotten unless there was absolutely nothing else sweet that my brother or I could get our grubby little hands on.
We’d scale the counter and then the cabinets like little monkeys until we could blindly reach on some shelf (that in all reality was probably not that high) until we’d feel the squishy bag of glorified sugar. Victory.
It’s true. Marshmallows were really only sought out in times of desperation. Or for hot chocolate. Duh.
Because we rarely had rice krispie treats. I will say rarely because I don’t honestly remember eating them as a kid except for at classroom parties. Chocolate chip cookies and scotcheroos were more our thing.
So when I
stalked browsed Picky Palate a little longer for a second dessert after picking out the cinnamon roll sugar cookies to make for my friend’s Packet Stuffing Party, I stumbled across Cookies n’ Cream Rice Krispie Treats and decided to give them a go.
Five ingredients? Seriously? They look fantastic and easy. Sign me up.
But when it came time to making them, I got stage fright. Frantically, I looked at my roommate and said, “I’ve never done this before, what’s supposed to happen when I put marshmallows in the microwave? How do I know it’s done???”
My roommate- and it should be stated that her baking consists of Break n’ Bake cookies from the grocery store- looked at me like I was crazy.
“You’ve never made rice krispie treats before?”
“Yes. I feel as if I’m going to screw up the easiest dessert known to mankind. What do I dooooo?!?!?!” (insert whiney voice here)
She talked me off the ledge and I read the directions again and gave it a shot. So easy a 6-year-old could do make them. Which is probably why they do. Shame…So I took my crumbled mess of oreos (ahem- Target generic knock-offs), rice krispies (ahem- Trader Joe’s generic brand), and the sticky butter/marshmallow stuff and mixed it all together.
Oh wait… no, that’s not right…
Yes it is.
No wonder I was never one to request the original rice krispie treat. There wasn’t enough chocolate. That must be it.
And let’s face it- the kid IS the head of the household. Always.
Yes, I may have gone a little overboard with all the goods to take to Annie’s party of five. But people at work enjoyed them. My roommate seems to like me more now. And even that one male friend of mine is getting a few to enjoy.
See? I’m nice to boys on occasion. And yes, I’d like to keep that fact hush-hush.
In other news, and to sort of sum up my baking efforts, it is no surprise that I was very much motivated to run 4 miles on Monday and 4.7 last night. My usual 3 just wasn’t gonna cut it.
It’s all about the balance, folks.
What’s a childhood treat you missed the bandwagon on?
Along with rice krispie treats, we also weren’t big on making s’mores. Seriously- it was the marshmallow thing…