I had my first kiss when I was 14. It was on the second day of a bike tour in a high school gym. He asked if he could kiss me and then proceeded to count down from three. I held my breath, and we kissed.
My first kiss when my husband was far less innocent. After too many tequila shots and a full night of dancing, Matt and I finally kissed. We had been friends for a year at that point. And in the first month of our friendship, Matt came over for Chinese and tv. Apparently, Matt considered that a date, and I considered it just two friends hanging out. One year later, the timing was finally right. And thanks to tequila and daylight savings time, Matt and I were finally on the same page. Six years later, we are still together.
This recipe was another first. I’ve never made anything with Rice Krispies. I know. That’s insane. Rice Krispie treats are a baking staple. You’d think that sometime I would have made this. But between having a sister who kicks my ass at all things baking and having no desire to learn to bake, I never made anything with Rice Krispies. Matt loves cherries and marshmallows. When I saw this recipe, I realized it was time to try something new. No tequila required.
This was a week testing my resilience. First, a semi-truck smashed into me on 94. It was 8:30 am–rush hour. We had slowed down to about 5 mph when I looked into my rear view mirror and saw a semi barreling towards me. My heart sunk, and I told myself to think like a sponge (old hockey trick). He pushed me into the car in front of me. The entire experience was terrifying. I had to be taken by ambulance because I hit my head. But I survived. Have some major bruising and some serious whiplash but nothing that cannot be fixed. Except of course for Sally. Sally is was my car. She was totaled. My poor baby. Then someone stole all the stuff out of my car–my yoga block, water bottle, etc. when it was towed. It was a sad day for Sally.
I figured after all this, it was time for me to indulge in a dessert. Even better, I had an excuse to make a dessert without eating the entire pan (nope, I only ate about a quarterish!) We had our neighborhood block party this week. Everyone brought a dish to pass, and my s’mores bar had a nice indent when it was time to clean up. I’ll take that as a good sign since there was a plethora of desserts to choose from.
Also, we have TONS of chocolate. See, last weekend was my friend’s bridal shower that I co-hosted. We had a chocolate fountain filled with 10 pounds of chocolate. Of course, this is a bridal shower of ladies. Ladies who aren’t going to eat pounds and pounds of chocolate dipped fruit. So, I came home with more chocolate than anyone ever needs. Honestly, we have so much that I could have taken a bath in it. It was the perfect storm of excuses. It was time for some dessert.
So I went on a search for recipes that need melted chocolate. Matt loves marshmallows more than anyone I’ve ever met so when I found this recipe, I knew it was the one.
I have been meaning to bake more, but I have zero faith in my will power. Last week I bought frosted animal crackers and ate half of the box in under a half hour. My sweet tooth is out of control. So I just have to remove all sweets from my temptations all together and not bake. But, I have had some requests for some sweet recipes. I work as a teaching assistant to a criminal law professor at school, and we had a practice exam coming up. It was the perfect time to try out some new dessert recipes without devouring the entire batch myself.
Matt really took the lead in baking this. He wanted something fun and easy (and that included marshmallows). This recipe was just that–and it allowed him to throw chocolate at me so it was a win-win for him. He was pretty proud of his results.