It’s been over two years since I first came to the U. S. – and only now I have tried what is probably one of the most iconic campfire-night treats. It took me long enough, didn’t it?
According to my research, the word “s’mores” comes from “some more”. Apparently, it’s so good that people would ask for “some more” and “some more” again so much that it became abbreviated into “s’more”.
Also, there’s a Guinness World Record for the most people making s’mores at the same time. There were 423 of them and it happened in Huntington Beach, which is in California. All things considered, I was in the perfect corner of the world to try to make this treat.
I wasn’t standing alone in the face of this challenge, I had an accomplice. My classmate Nadia agreed to test out this iconic treat with me. If one of us was to get some weird side effects, like growing a third arm (with all the GMO food in the U. S., you never know), the other one could call for an ambulance. When conducting an experiment, you can never be too safe, right?
I’m not going to lie, we had probably too much fun when toasting the marshmallows – and almost set fire not only to ourselves but to my house, too.
The result, however, was well worth it even if we burnt down the entire town. No, not in that case, I know, I know this was a bad joke, especially here in California. I apologize. Nonetheless, it was delicious. No, it was beyond delicious. (Probably because we didn’t use Hershey chocolate. I might be just spoiled from Europe but really, USA? You call that chocolate?!)
I’m not saying that I’ll have s’mores anytime soon again because firstly, it’s kind of a little too sweet for me and secondly, I don’t want to take the risk of setting fire to anything again. But it was well worth the try!
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