lately i have been craving the ‘circus peanut’ candy.
this craving is kind of interesting, to me at least, because i can pretty much take or leave the marshmallow.
and since i mentioned marshmallows…
i remember spending a summer in iowa. during my time there my cousin roger and i were buring a huge pile of branches and such. in the course of that burn, we roasted marshmallows– because nothing says flavor like food cooked over trash. my cousin found it amusing that my idea of the perfectly toasted marshmallow is not too different than the marshmallow that comes out of the bag.