Dessert for breakfast – S’mores french toast
Instructions and more drool-worthy pictures of Smore’s French Toast
Fun Quirky Jessi fact: S’mores are one of those treats that I didn’t get to try until I was nearly an adult. It’s kinda like Toys R Us….everybody else did it as a kid, while I made up for it later instead.
For a more grown-up version for the rest of you, though, I think this french toast variety is a little more refined and “fancy”…
Wait. Can I call a dish that’s essentially bread stuffed with chocolate and marshmallow fluff, coated in crushed graham crackers, and then potentially fried….”fancy?”
Probably not. Hmm. Maybe it’s more…. “refined.” Nah.
Got it. It’s a great way to have s’mores indoors when it’s not summer prime time! Woot. There we go. Great description. I got your excuse all planned out for you. Now you must go indulge. :P
And bring me some, too, ok? Otherwise, I’ll have to wait until I’m old and senile for this to be inappropriate enough for me.
Eating Cheetos is serious business
*sings “All I want for Christmas are my two chopsticks”* because really, this is genius.
I don’t know many people who would actually bother to dig out chopsticks in order to eat their favorite messy snack, but if you’re one of them, can we be friends? Because I think it’s awesome.
You’ll probably friend-break-up with me, though, when you discover that, while my chopstick skills are enough to get by with sushi, pho, and occasionally a crab….I’m not going to put out that much effort for a bag of orange snacks.
At best, I’m going to use them like chopsticks.
Ooo, or kabobs!!
I could skewer a whole row of orange puffs onto each stick. Granted, half of them will break right in two, leaving behind a crumbly powdered orange mess, but hey, you’ll clean it up with your amazing chopstick skills, right?
Right??
Friend…where did you go….?
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*licks Cheetos dust off the keyboard*
Another one bites the dust OR Don’t cry over spilled spaghetti
It’s a great thing I have this habit of taking pictures of everything. Otherwise, you’d miss out on the glory of my mistakes. In this case, it was a full box of spaghetti that someone opened on the bottom and then put back in the cabinet right-side up. Oops.
Actually, now that I think about it, I’d forgotten just how many times I’ve shared our spills and accidents already:
That’s not to mention the broken cake, garbage disposal mishap, destroyed pans/dishes, random burns, and failed recipes. Oy, we’re a mess! :P
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