S'More Cupcakes
I’ll have s’more, please. Eating and football (in that order). Over the top, to the max, all day long. I love Super Bowl Sunday. It’s the one day you can wear cheese on your head, and nothing seems out of place. And eat a whole freakin’ cheese ball. (I nearly did.) Or name a kid Cheezy and no one questions why.
Pre-game show at our house sounded like an orgy— lots of chocolate, whipped cream, and rowdy people. The similarity ended there; we were all eligible for AARP.
“Don’t worry, just do it again,” said the Reporter, tasting the Mexican dessert that looked less like flan than I hoped for. “It’s not bad,” he adds. “It tastes like bread pudding.”
“Then bread pudding it is,” I said, cubing the failed flan and mashing the second-lease-on-dessert into a square baking dish. Whipped cream can cover a myriad of flaws. Months ago I’d got away with camouflaging biscuits that didn’t raise, and passed them off as English muffins. I even got asked for the muffin recipe.
As the Green Bay Packers lined up against the Pittsburgh Steelers, the over-fifty wild bunch lined up around the food table. For the next few hours we shouted play directives, taunted the players by saying we could do it as well, but mostly ate, and ate, and ate.
Congratulations, Green Bay. Sorry, Pittsburgh, maybe your dessert at the end of the day, doesn’t look like you expected. Maybe you’ll just have to do a do-over.
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You nailed it on the head. Lots of good eating surrounds the Super Bowl. I love the picture of your smores cupcakes.
I had to post the picture, because nothing I make usually turns out looking as good as the picture.
I want the S’More Cupcake recipe. Eating happens to be my favorite past-time too!
But, on me it shows.
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