I had stashed it away up in the cupboard in the hope that I would forget about it, but one of the little people here saw it... and decided we had to make it today. It had been here since Easter, which is over eight moths ago. A neighbor left it on our front step.
I never thought to take a picture of those cute, little, blue bunnies peeking out at us from the jar. So I went searching, click here if you want to see what we started with.
We dumped those innocent little bunnies right out of the jar, and cut them into a bunch of little pieces. My boys laughed and laughed while they did the dirty job of snipping off the ears.
Once the bunnies were properly dismembered, we added HALF A CUP of melted butter to the mixture. Yes, half a cup. We now had a bowl filled with marshmallow bunny parts, m&m's, graham cracker crumbs, brown sugar and lots and lots of butter.
Honestly, this is not the kind of food we usually cook around here. I'm the kind of mom that makes my kids eat oatmeal for breakfast.
The kitchen filled with such a sickly sweet smell while it cooked, I almost didn't survive it. An over-the-top marshmallowy, chocolaty, greasy smell. I seriously thought I was going to be sick, and I swore I wasn't going to eat a single bite.
And then I proceeded to eat half the pan, before they even cooled.
It might have been better with some sort of filler like flour or... oatmeal! Even my husband agreed.
I watched him eat some of it, and after he was quite a way into his bowl of greasy goodness, I said, "I bet you a twelve hundred dollar, twenty-four to seventy millimeter f 2.8 lens that you go running for a glass of milk in about thirty seconds." He grinned at me with a "no way I'm taking that bet!", as he headed for a glass of milk.
Darn it!
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