I have always felt that smores were a nice idea. Graham cracker, couple of squares of chocolate, a marshmallow, what’s not to like – right? For me, they never live up to the hype surrounding them. It seems that saying no to a smore is against the rules. At times I have found myself eating them because of the peer pressure around the campfire. Usually I cheat the system and char a couple of marshmallows and call it a night.
Then last summer things changed. The spouse had a light bulb moment and instead of grabbing the traditional brown bar he grabbed the Nutella.
Ever since then I can’t even think about a campfire without the expectation of a perfectly warm and melty smore to devour. Here’s a shot of one from last night. I’m sure ours isn’t the first household to come up with this wondrous combination, but we sure are proud of him for coming up with it at our house.
Tags: marshmallow, nutella, smore
