The marshmallows were so big and puffy that Hatch could only get one at a time on his roasting stick.
My son-inlaw John is the best marshmallow roaster around. He fixes them just they way I like them. He spoils me by doing the work for me everytime.
I can eat this with dirty hands can't I Grandma?
Perfect! Golden brown all the way around and . . .
sticky on the inside! YUMMY! Once I get started on these I don't want to quit, but two was the limit that night, beings they were so big and I thought I better save some for the rest. Roasted marshmallows have always been a favorite treat for me. My family never did any camping so if we wanted this for a treat we would just turn on the oven broiler and stick a marshmallow on a fork and we would roast til our hearts content, I would say that was just like camping, wouldn't you?