Originally Posted by Mimi Lee
Teehee... emergency measure due to circumstances... S'mores are a dual experience. No permanent substitute for the ritual of firebuilding, and playing musical chairs around the smoke as the wind blows, and making the sandwhiches, and squashing them just right before that first bite. Not to worry Francesca
WHEW! I am so
relieved... so much so, in fact, that I'll relate to you my own "S'mores emergency":
Many years ago, my Sister and I set out on a camping trip, having made no preparations whatsoever except that
we'd taken care to bring along marshmallows, Hershey bars, and graham crackers. (Though she was raised in Campfire Girls and I was raised in Girl Scouts, we did have this one thing in common). Due (perhaps) to a lack of planning, our first night out found us marooned in a freeway rest area, condemned to sleep in the back of the pickup that our Mother had kindly provided for the trip.
There we were, preparing to sleep...and yet...could we? Without having consumed the requisite s'mores-before-bedtime? The answer, of course, was a resounding "NO!".
Ever able to adjust to our circumstances, we hunkered down in the shelter of the canopy, atop our nylon sleeping bags, where we ve-ry carefully set fire to one marshmallow after another by means of a Bic lighter- success! And we didn't burn ourselves down, either...
Now, THAT, my Darling Dears, is camping!