So get this: We're roasting marshmallows on the beach. Mine catches on fire, I go to blow it out and, somehow, it sticks to my face. First and second degree burns on my cheek. Ouch is right. It's healing nicely, I'm opting for no scar. 
So, tonight I have this brilliant idea to make some of the Thanksgiving dishes that we missed on the actual day because all we ate was pie. Seriously, all day, just pie. Punkin pie, apple pie, chicken pot pie, spinach pie (for me the veggie), pecan pie, chocolate pie, and quiche (oh yes, it's a pie). Anyway, so I make stuffing, mashed potatoes, cranberry sauce, and sweet potatoes... with marshmallows - the marshmallows leftover from the trip - for dinner. The table is set, everything is ready, last thing to do is pull the sweet potatoes out of the oven. And, guess what? They are on fire. Flaming. I had to blow them out with four full breaths. Don't worry, I didn't burn myself again, but seriously. Cursed marshmallows? What did I ever do to them? I have been a pretty loyal fan for years. Well, let it be said, I'm off marshmallows for a time.
I picked off what I could and made my family eat them anyway. Gavin, ever the optimist, says, "They're good. They taste roasted, like we're camping." He's sweet.
4 comments:
That made me laugh out loud. Careful sista! Miss you so much.
Love, Hun
That's funny about your marshmallows catching fire, not your face burning. I always burn mine also, that's why this year I decided to make candied yams in the crockpot instead. No marshmallows to burn.
That was hilarious. Sorry, not your burnt face, but the sweet potatoes part. I think it is wise of you to stay off them for a while.
Wow, it really sounds like the marshmallows are out to get you. I would rarely advise someone to skip the marshmallows, but this may be the time. Sorry you got burnt, that hurts so bad, especially when what's burning sticks to you. Ouch! Hope your better.
Monique
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