A hidden fact about me is my secret love of marshmallows. I mean LOVE. I can eat 10-20 roasted marshmallows at the time! I know that’s a bit much, but love makes no sense sometimes. It’s something about the crusty outside and melted middle – YUMMMMM!
The other part of it is – I’m a really good marshmallow roaster. I think I have perfected the art of roasting. I can get the outside perfectly roasted, without burning, and the inside melted throughout. Sometimes I like to get the very outside roasted and eat just the outside layer, then keep roasting the next layer. Delicious!
I think if marshmallow roasting was in the Olympics, I could easily represent the US – and probably bring home the gold. I was lamenting my love of this and my obvious talent (wink) with my family last night to many eye rolls. I try not to brag. I’m not good at a lot of things – but this, I KNOW I am good at this! I think I may have elevated this to an artform. Unfortunately, I don’t think there is any fame or glory in my talent.
Since we have moved to the new house, we finally have a wood-burning fireplace and we have had a fire at least 2-3 times a week. Each time my husband makes a fire, I am there with my special telescoping skewer, roasting away. It’s a good thing I have made friends again with my fitbit and treadmill or this would not end well.
So today, my new fireplace/marshmallows are my favorites : )
Avery +1/-1, Brooke +3/-2, Kate +3/-2, Fireplace/Marshmallows +1/0