THE TIDBIT CONFESSIONS: MORE SMORES!

Two words:

ROASTED MARSHMALLOWS.

Now I’m not a big fan of the fluffy white squares but the biggest exception waltzed in a couple of months ago: I was at a campfire with some friends where they couldn’t resist the urge to get roastin’. So I tried it, and thanked the heavens I did.

ITS SQUICHINESS IS IRRESISTIBLE when you plunge it through the thin wood stick and start sunbathing it over the fire like a tanning bed on a twig, leaving it there for about 10 to 15 seconds until it blushes at you with golden brown cheeks, that kinky little thing. I DARE YOU TO BITE INTO IT, and immediately feel a very thin layer of crunch from the hardened outside, as your teeth slash into the inside, bubble-gummy sticky and a little liquidy make the absolute best tidbit, even the smell is gorgeous. It’s settled I’m stuffing my nose in them from now on.

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