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.