see here’s the thing about me and marshmallows: I love! And I declared 2014 the year of my Marshmallow Madness. Seriously, I am outlining a project which shall make me millions of dollars and very famous. Or at the very least put me on a sugar high from which I will never be able to drop. Everything is still sketchy, but mark my words this is the year of the marshmallow. Read more about it here 🙂 http://wp.me/p2dvv9-1iG
So yes, you’re right about the roasting steps, but what kind of marshmallows are they roasting? Bourbon? Sake? Sherry? Porter? Vodka? Sweet Red Wine? (no kidding, I made marshmallows from red wine) You’re going to tell me they’re jet-puff and let’s leave it at that. But homemade marshmallows are so much better. Then there’s the question of what happens once they’re roasted. What will the other s’more ingredients be? There’s a lot to think about here. Just sayin’
Perhaps this is more than you’re looking for when you post your vintage photos and I apologize if I am overstepping my bounds. Totally understand if you want to block any future comments.
Your brain has thought of things I have never conceived. I so rarely have had marshmallows because they are like little squishy snotty squares. In fact, if my husband gets Rocky Road ice cream, I may eat around those little phlegmy blobs. But if you add alcohol, that is a whole new game. Comments are always welcome! Even a thousand words, as long as it’s not some weird spammy “I to you pleasing in this country the happy blog to share my into the now.” Although Marshmallow Madness is a bit crazy, too. Let me go check out your link…
I Don't Get It 
They’re just not that into it, are they?
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nah
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They were on the fence about joining up, Kerbey, but somebody poked them into it.
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Love the safety glasses…
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Well, even pretend fire is dangerous.
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bahahahaha–I really thought you were posting about roasting marshmallows! Good one 🙂
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You would do a much better job at that. Isn’t it just: 1) Stick marshmallow on stick; 2) Hold over fire; 3) Retract?
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see here’s the thing about me and marshmallows: I love! And I declared 2014 the year of my Marshmallow Madness. Seriously, I am outlining a project which shall make me millions of dollars and very famous. Or at the very least put me on a sugar high from which I will never be able to drop. Everything is still sketchy, but mark my words this is the year of the marshmallow. Read more about it here 🙂 http://wp.me/p2dvv9-1iG
So yes, you’re right about the roasting steps, but what kind of marshmallows are they roasting? Bourbon? Sake? Sherry? Porter? Vodka? Sweet Red Wine? (no kidding, I made marshmallows from red wine) You’re going to tell me they’re jet-puff and let’s leave it at that. But homemade marshmallows are so much better. Then there’s the question of what happens once they’re roasted. What will the other s’more ingredients be? There’s a lot to think about here. Just sayin’
Perhaps this is more than you’re looking for when you post your vintage photos and I apologize if I am overstepping my bounds. Totally understand if you want to block any future comments.
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Your brain has thought of things I have never conceived. I so rarely have had marshmallows because they are like little squishy snotty squares. In fact, if my husband gets Rocky Road ice cream, I may eat around those little phlegmy blobs. But if you add alcohol, that is a whole new game. Comments are always welcome! Even a thousand words, as long as it’s not some weird spammy “I to you pleasing in this country the happy blog to share my into the now.” Although Marshmallow Madness is a bit crazy, too. Let me go check out your link…
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