Accidental Rice Krispie Treats Cereal
So remember when I made those HolyCrapTheseAreAmazing cookies for Megan and Candice's Housewarming Party? Well, I had half a box of corn flakes left over from that recipe so I decided to make Rice Krispie Treats with 'em... er, I guess, Corn Krispie Treats (but I'll just keep calling them Rice Krispie Treats).
For the life of me, I don't quite know how you can mess up Rice Krispie Treats but, low and behold, this girl did. Luckily, even bad Rice Krispie Treats taste kinda good - I mean, it's marshmallows and butter, people - but the ratio of corn flake to marshmallow was definitely off. Not gooey and marshmallow-y enough for moi.
Nevertheless, I put the subpar dessert in the refrigerator to cool and pulled it out a couple hours later to cut the Rice Krispie Treat into pieces. Is that grammatically correct? It is still just one big treat at that point, right?...
Moving on.
Turns out, I probably should have let the Rice KrispieTreats Treat warm up to room temperature because, between it's not-gooey-enough-to-start-with and hard-as-a-rock, I-just-pulled-this-out-of-the-arctic characteristics, I might as well have been taking a knife to concrete. But, being my stubborn self, intent on cutting the Rice Krispie Treat into pieces at that very moment, I just kept jack-hammering away.
I was basically left with more Rice Krispie Crumbles than Rice Krispie Treats.
Sad day, right?
On the contrary, my dear friend! I stared at all those Rice Krispie Crumbles and suddenly had an epiphany.
Now, let me preface this by saying that I was very blessed to grow up with a mother who loved (still loves) me.
In fact, she loved me so much that she didn't allow me or my brother or my sister to have sugary cereal... or Dunk-a-roos... or Fruit by the Foot. Not that anyone was keeping a list or anything...
Anyway! I distinctly remember when Rice Krispie Treats Cereal came out. It was every child's post-soccer-game-get-a-treat-even-if-you-lose dessert in a bowl. I knew why my mom wouldn't let us have that cereal. It made sense. But, holy goodness, did I want to try it!
And there they were, accidental Rice Krispie Treats Cereal pieces staring up at me from the bottom of my 9x13 inch pan.
I'd be lying to you if I said I wasn't smiling as I poured all the Rice Krispie Crumbles into an air-tight container so that I could try a bowl of potential-childhood-goodness later in the week.
Well, later in the week came and, after Abilene went down for a nap (because I'm gonna love her the same way my momma loved me and I wasn't about to allow her 13 month old eyes to see the hypocrisy that was about to happen), I sat down to see if Rice Krispie Treats Cereal was indeed as good as my sugary-cereal-deprived taste buds had hoped it would be.
And yes I tell you, yes it was.
For the life of me, I don't quite know how you can mess up Rice Krispie Treats but, low and behold, this girl did. Luckily, even bad Rice Krispie Treats taste kinda good - I mean, it's marshmallows and butter, people - but the ratio of corn flake to marshmallow was definitely off. Not gooey and marshmallow-y enough for moi.
Nevertheless, I put the subpar dessert in the refrigerator to cool and pulled it out a couple hours later to cut the Rice Krispie Treat into pieces. Is that grammatically correct? It is still just one big treat at that point, right?...
Moving on.
Turns out, I probably should have let the Rice Krispie
I was basically left with more Rice Krispie Crumbles than Rice Krispie Treats.
And you thought I was over-exaggerating with the word "jackhammer." |
Sad day, right?
On the contrary, my dear friend! I stared at all those Rice Krispie Crumbles and suddenly had an epiphany.
Now, let me preface this by saying that I was very blessed to grow up with a mother who loved (still loves) me.
In fact, she loved me so much that she didn't allow me or my brother or my sister to have sugary cereal... or Dunk-a-roos... or Fruit by the Foot. Not that anyone was keeping a list or anything...
Anyway! I distinctly remember when Rice Krispie Treats Cereal came out. It was every child's post-soccer-game-get-a-treat-even-if-you-lose dessert in a bowl. I knew why my mom wouldn't let us have that cereal. It made sense. But, holy goodness, did I want to try it!
And there they were, accidental Rice Krispie Treats Cereal pieces staring up at me from the bottom of my 9x13 inch pan.
Literally staring at me. |
I'd be lying to you if I said I wasn't smiling as I poured all the Rice Krispie Crumbles into an air-tight container so that I could try a bowl of potential-childhood-goodness later in the week.
Well, later in the week came and, after Abilene went down for a nap (because I'm gonna love her the same way my momma loved me and I wasn't about to allow her 13 month old eyes to see the hypocrisy that was about to happen), I sat down to see if Rice Krispie Treats Cereal was indeed as good as my sugary-cereal-deprived taste buds had hoped it would be.
And yes I tell you, yes it was.
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