S’more s’mores, please.

(It’s kind of embarrassing that I’m an advertising major and the most creative title I could come up with is the one posted above.)

I think I mentioned that T.J.’s brother gave him (us) a fire-pit for T’s birthday, along with chocolate, marshmallows, and grahams. So, last night we had our first fire in the fire-pit with his siblings and another couple. I really need to start taking pictures of everything because, let’s face it, that’s really the only good thing in blog posts. So, since I didn’t take pictures of our little activity last night, I’m posting an iphone pic of some s’mores I made in my broiler the other day. One graham cracker: on one half, chocolate and marshmallow, the other half peanut butter and marshmallow.

Yes, peanut butter and marshmallow.

Try it, folks. Turn on your oven to the broiler or just as hot as you can get it, stick one of those creations on the rack and watch it for a minute or too until the mallow is the perfect brownness. Delightful.