Daily Archives: August 13, 2008

Would You Like S’more?

Most of my cooking catastrophes are born out of lack of attention. As is the case with the story I’ll tell.

Last fall, I was a new, eager Girl Scout leader for my daughter’s Brownie troop. I was full of ideas but short on time…because I procrastinate. I had planned a super-duper meeting that was already falling apart at the seams (almost literally) since I couldn’t make the “Sit Upon” project work. Add to that my ignorance in not having someone else take care of the snack and you have one distracted, frazzled, stressed Brownie leader who had no business trying to make a homemade snack for the meeting! I mean who was I really trying to impress here? A gaggle of second graders? My co-leader? Who knows. But this was the perfect snack for a Brownie meeting. S’More Brownies! S’Mores are the quintessential Girl Scout snack and this was a Brownie troop!

I waited until the day of the meeting to make the brownies so that they would be fresh from the oven. I used a brownie mix instead of making from scratch (as the recipe indicated) so save some time, which it did. The last part of the recipe instructs you to:

Remove from the oven and carefully position a rack about 6 inches from the broiler and preheat on low. Layer marshmallows across the top and toast under the broiler until golden, (keep an eye on it, it can go quick), about 2 minutes.

Yeah, about that “keep an eye on it” part…that’s really important! I placed the marshmallow covered brownies in the oven under the broiler, stepped away from the oven to quickly check my e-mail (my computer is like 10 feet from the oven), walked back over to the oven to check the “toasting” progress and low and behold, my brownies were ON FIRE!!!

I screamed and jumped back from the oven. Most, most, most fortunately, DB works from home. He was up from his computer and in the kitchen almost immediately. I don’t exactly remember how it all happened, but he got the pan out of the oven and blew the flames out. The very tops of the marshmallows were charred black. I started crying. Then I started laughing. I thought they were ruined but DB managed to remove most of the charring and salvaged the brownies.

I never made brownies for a Brownie meeting again!


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