I’d venture a guess that most Americans will immediately associate this post title with scout camp as youths or as a summer dessert staple. Non Americans may think I need spelling lessons and wonder what the big deal is about such a simple and robustly sweet snack.
A S’more consists of roasting a marshmallow, squeezing it between two graham crackers with a piece of chocolate (between one cracker and the marshmallow). The super sweet melty mess truly is an iconic summer staple.
I’m not sure why the bug hit my household recently, perhaps our long weeks of freezing rain. Needless to say the hankering broke loose with reckless abandon. We stoked up the chimnea on the covered side porch, dawned all the down filled gear we could find and went for it. Pinon smoke blinding us and requiring several washings of my hair to remove, we sucked down goopy S’mores like it was July.
This episode of S’more provoked a new debate. One family member opted to purchase ‘organic marshmallows’. Though I’m an organic food consumer, it’s difficult to see the benefit in this form, especially when reading the ingredient list to find ‘fish gelatin (tilapia or Nile perch)’. When going on a total unbridled sugar bender such as the S’more offers, I personally feel there is no place for fish in that mix. I secretly stole out of the garage and returned with the old staple mainstream marshmallows.