As many of you may have seen from my wildly excited Facebook postings, I recently won an Ice Cream recipe contest. I’ve only won one other competition in my life and that was for paper I wrote in college on the history of 19th century English Church bands (entitled “Wake Up and Hear the Music” I was so cleaver, even back then). So with this excitement, a few people had requested that I post a recipe I had alluded to in my Cinnamon Ice Cream post about making a Deconstructed S’more.
I’ve mentioned that I’ve made this in passing and people always look at me a little strange. It’s a mixture of “That sounds DELICIOUS” and “How the heck did you think of that?” So, I’ll tell you.
This had nothing to do with camping, or nights by the fire roasting marshmallows; this was purely a practical decision. I’m pretty good a most cooking and baking related things, however I am actually a really terrible S’mores maker. I never get the chocolate soft enough; I always break the damn cracker, ALWAYS. The only thing I can do right is toast the heck out of the marshmallow.