We made a revolutionary discovery at Camille's birthday beach bonfire on Friday night. One that will rock the culinary world:
Starbursts in a s'more.
(Stay with me here.)
Lindsay (not sister Lindsay, the other Lindsay) brought fixings for s'mores and a bag of Starbursts because she liked roasting them. I had never heard of this before but I really enjoy roasting new things. Or at least lighting things on fire. So I tried it out and I have to say, it was kind of great. The outside gets a little crunchy with caramelization and the inside is gooey and warm. Then someone got the brilliant idea to roast it inside of a marshmallow. And that naturally led to it being used in a s'more. I had an orange one because you know my love for chocolate and orange together and it was awesome - sweet and a little tangy. Someone tried a lemon and said it was a little like a lemon meringue pie. Genius!
In other news: how great is it that beach bonfire season is once again upon us. There is something magical about sitting in beach chairs with your pals, the waves crashing in the distance, the fire being so hot it practically singes your hair while you're making s'mores, the sound of a guitar being strummed at a nearby fire pit, the slight crunch of the sand in your hot dog, the tightness of your face from all that salty air, your feet being so nasty from walking in the ashy sand around the pit but you simply don't care, your car smelling like fire and smoke and sunscreen for days afterwards.
I love you.
Hugs and Kisses, Rachel.