That’s Not Something That Happens Every Day #9
Three years ago, a piano student’s parent made me this delicious candy for Christmas. I, of course, got the recipe and put it in my book so I could start a new tradition. 🎄🎄🎄
Finally, in December of 2021, I bought all the ingredients.
Weeellll, then I got COVID over the Christmas holiday. I had about as much energy as a warmed-over slug.
A few days in, I ate a bunch of marshmallows right out of the bag. The next day, I ate some more. The third day, I plopped a handful into my homemade hot chocolate.
Uh…well… once both bags of marshmallows were gone (cringe, I can’t believe I’m telling everybody what a pig I am 😏), I started in on the Dots. I don’t even particularly like Dots, but I ate them anyway. Both big boxes. All by myself.
I was suddenly left with two bags of white chocolate chips and no way to make my candy.😳 So, off I trudged to the store to buy some more marshmallows and Dots. This time, I managed to wait until everything was melted into a gooey, delicious nougat before I ate it.
I haven’t even dared to buy the ingredients since. I guess I could make it a birthday tradition instead of a Christmas tradition. It’s coming up quickly (Monday), so I best get shopping.
One thing’s for dang sure: the minute those marshmallows, Dots, and white chocolate chips enter my kitchen, I better make the recipe right away, or glue my mouth shut. 🤣