"Do you remember the Great Marshmallow Fiasco of 2009?"
"Do I?! Man, I barely survived it!"
Corn syrup? Check. Unflavored gelatin? Check. Explosions involving glass bowls, lethal projectiles, and delicious marshmallowy goodness? Check, check, and check.
The best part about this whole thing was that just seconds before the explosion, I asked Luke to man the egg beater while I ran off to check the recipe. So after the sound of broken glass diminished, there was my sweet husband standing there in his business suit, covered with glass and marshmally goodness. And then he starts to laugh. Yes, ladies and gentleman, I married a man who became the Stay-Puft Marshmallow Man, and instead of freaking out, he laughed. He left me with cleanup while he ran to his meetings, for sure, but he was still guffawing as he ran out the door.
That said, I'm still undaunted. I'll try the recipe again later when I have the time. Maybe Thursday or so? I'm like a mad scientist in my lab. Failure? What failure? There will be homemade peppermint marshmallows in my near future, by jove!
5 comments:
YEAH! Charlotte and I were just discussing this afternoon what constitutes a fabulous mess (as opposed to the regular everyday variety). I think I'll just show her these photos. :) Oh, and I'm in love with that red in your kitchen!
That is so funny! Humor makes a marriage last =)
You said the magic word! Mint? I had never thought of adding flavoring to a marshmallow. Mint... Mmm....
We all know that guys think explosions are cool. Especially ones emitting marshmallow-y goodness. Hopefully, the shrapnel injuries are minimal. Keep us posted on the next batch!
Hee hee. Did Luke go to his meetings as the marshmallow man? makes me think of Ghostbusters. I love that movie.
anyway, on another note. Congrats Mercedes for getting into Six Sentences Volume 2. You rock! :)
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