A Quick, Easy & Delicious Holiday Treat

You know that feeling when you’re going out to dinner with some friends and it’s kind of near the holidays so you’re not totally sure if you’re supposed to bring them gifts? And then they BOTH end up bringing you a sweet little something and you have nothing to give them?

I hate that feeling!

So around this time of year, I usually keep a little somethin’ somethin’ around for exactly that situation. I figure I’d share it with you in case you wanted to try it for your friends too!

Now, I’m no Rachel Ray or that BAM guy, so this recipe is pretty much the easiest thing ever. The goal isn’t for it to show off your mad baking skills, it’s to have something cute and tasty!

Here we go:

I used this super cute Martha Stewart Treat Set from Scribble Shop!
Here’s the rest of the ingredients — rolos and pretzels. That’s it.
Preheat oven to 250 degrees. Put a rolo on each pretzel. I also put down foil wrap to contain the mess because I’m lazy.
Bake for 5 minutes until rolos are all smushy. Then add another pretzel on top and smoosh them all together. It’s okay if you get chocolate on your fingers — you can totally lick that off later.
Once the smooshing is complete, stick the whole pan in your freezer. My freezer is obviously smurf-sized because this is the biggest pan that will fit.
After the chocolate has re-hardened, put 10 in a sandwich baggie. Shove the baggie into the adorable treat box.
Close box and add on ribbon and sticker. Isn’t it CUTE?!
What’s cuter than one box? Oh, just a PILE of little boxes of treats!

There you go, it’s super easy… but yummy. And obviously it’s more delicious than something store bought because it was made with love in my own kitchen. No BAM required.

If you’d like to get your very own Martha Stewart Treat Set, they are less than $9.00 at the Scribble Shop here.

Disclaimer: This post was not sponsored and all my opinions are my own. However, the Scribble Shop gave me $25.00 to spend on whatever I’d like and I bought these treat boxes along with some other cute stuff that I may be blogging about in the future.


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My Marshmallow Tasting Party with Plush Puffs*

Okay friends, if you’ve been reading along for a while you might just have a little inkling that I have a love affair going with marshmallows. I mean, do normal people almost cry when their husband recycles their secret stash of sugary goodness?

Anyways, you can only imagine my excitement and victory dance when I was offered the chance to review a few different flavors of gourmet marshmallows.

Yes, I totally said GOURMET marshmallows. I’m moving up in the world and trying out an Artisan Marshmallow Product! Sounds fancy, right?

Plush Puffs was nice enough to send me FOUR different flavors of marshmallows to try: Chocolate Chipetta, Peppi-Mint, Gingerbread Spice and Toasty Coconut.

The Plush Puffs website has a bunch of suggestions on recipes, but to be honest I pretty much eat my marshmallows right out of the box and don’t bother with adding any other ingredients. So for my super professional (um, not really…) tasting, I decided that each marshmallow should be tried three different ways:

  1. Out of the box alone (aka sitting on the couch after a bad day-style)
  2. In coffee or hot cocoa
  3. Toasted over a fire

First off, let me say that I was NOT paid for this review and in no way received any incentive for saying NICE things about their product. The company did send me the marshmallows for free (and will forever have my undying love), but that is it. Typically this piece of information would go at the bottom of my post in italics, but I felt like it was very important that you understand that my feelings are my own and not purchased by anyone!

Moving on to the yumminess…

Since I’m a marketing kinda girl, I have to first comment on the packaging which is super cute. The company logo is snappy and the tagline of “Get Toasted” is perfect! My only complaint is that it would be nice if the inside cellophane bags were resealable. You know, for those people who don’t want to eat the entire box in a sitting (whoever they may be).  The marshmallows themselves are fantastic – a little denser and heavier than typical store-bought marshmallows and they look like they are hand cut into squares. Visually, Plush Puffs knocks it out of the park.

Next up, the flavors. Keep in mind, these are the thoughts of MY taste-buds. Someone else might think a flavor is the bee’s knees when I think it is kind of yucky.

My tasting range goes from 1 (just okay) to 5 (back up from my marshmallows or I’ll cut you!):

I really liked the Chocolate Chipetta marshmallows and they were one of my favorites to eat straight out of the box. They were chocolaty and then topped with  teeny-tiny chocolate chips which increased the texture factor. I wish I would have checked out the Plush Puffs website before I ate them all because they suggest mixing them with peanut butter which sounds amazing.

The Peppi-Mint marshmallows were my absolute favorite. They had a really great pepperminty KICK to them which almost made them feel like a squishy after-dinner mint. They were a really great addition to my coffee as well as my hot cocoa. The only place I didn’t like them was toasted over my fire. The toasting upped the peppermint flavor and it got a little too overpowering for me. Perhaps if I toasted it and then mixed it with something like ice cream it would have been perfect, but I kind of ate them all before I thought of that.

I wasn’t sure if I was going to like the Gingerbread Spice marshmallows because while I do enjoy a gingerbread latte a few times a year, I’m not really a gingerbread girl. So it makes total sense that I didn’t LOVE this flavor naked or toasted, but thought it was pretty darn yummy mixed in my morning coffee.

Now onto the Toasty Coconut marshmallows – this is totally one of those it’s me not you kind of circumstances.  The coconut marshmallows have actual strands of coconut in/on them; which is great if you love coconut but not so great if you don’t. I didn’t hate them, I just didn’t love them enough to scarf down the entire box yet.

So there you go, my very first gourmet marshmallow tasting and review. How did I do? I tried to be honest, but fair and didn’t even get out a scary red pen like a mean teacher.

All in all, I really liked the gourmet marshmallows and think that they’d make a fun present for the marshmallow lover in your life. How cute would it be for you to make someone a snuggle gift for Christmas which could include a fluffy blanket, some slippers, a pretty mug, hot cocoa mix and a few different packs of Plush Puffs?!


*I say “party”, but it was pretty much just me devouring marshmallows and running around giggling on my sugar-high. I DID share with my husband, but revoked his marshmallow partying invitation when I felt like he didn’t appreciate them as much as he should have.

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The Story of the Missing Marshmallows

In case you don’t know this about me, I’m kind of addicted to those super-sized marshmallows that you can buy at some grocery stores. Instead of being normal sized marshmallows of an inch or so, these fatties are so big that it’s like they ate a family of normal sized marshmallows and then sat on the couch with their hand down their pants wondering what they did to get so fat.

Even though my husband pretty much thinks everything in the pantry and refrigerator is fair game, he doesn’t eat my marshmallows. I’m not entirely sure if it’s because he doesn’t like them or if he’s scared of me (this, my friends, is known as foreshadowing…). Either way, I have come to depend on my bag of marshmallows being there for me, much like a sugary friend to give my mouth a hug when I’ve had a bad day.

There was about 15 minutes of down-time between setting up the event and actually participating in the event. I obviously used that time wisely.

On Saturday, I had a work event where I had to be awake at 5:30 in the morning. Not only did I have to wake up early on a weekend and somehow be functioning, I had to wear a suit. These two things make Joules a grumpy girl. But I did it because I’m a team player. Well, that and I really like getting a paycheck every two weeks. Seven hours after leaving for work, I return to the house to find Jack asleep for his afternoon nap and Travis half-asleep on the couch watching Top Gear.

I change into my comfy clothes and run around the house doing those random clean up chores that mommies know about but daddies somehow can ignore. You know – bed making, laundry doing, dish washing – the fun stuff in life.

I finish with my little scoot through the house and go over to the pantry so that I can indulge in one super-sized marshmallow of deliciousness. My mouth was watering at the anticipation of yumminess and the surefire sugar-high that would keep me going for a little while longer.

However, when I open the pantry there is no bag of marshmallows sitting on their trusty shelf, waiting for me to devour one (or maybe two if I’m a bad, bad girl).

What the hell?!

I SWEAR that there was a half full bag of marshmallows in the pantry the last time I checked. Granted, it had been a few days, but I’m the ONLY one who eats them and there is no way that anyone (even me) could eat that many marshmallows in three days without having the case of the pukey’s.

I did what anyone would do – I ripped that pantry apart. And there were no marshmallows to be found. So, like the fully grown woman that I am, I went into the living room where my husband had fallen asleep on the couch and gave him a little shove. It was just a LITTLE shove people… I just had to ask him a very important question.

He half opened his eyes and kind of grunted at me. I so nicely (and not like a junkie at ALL) asked him if he ate my marshmallows. He rolled his eyes (as well as you can roll eyes when they’re not all the way open), said no, and immediately fell back asleep.

I believed him, because he’s kind of a bad liar (which I love about him). So I did the next best thing that would obviously help me find my marshmallows. I ripped the entire kitchen apart. Now, I have no idea why I thought I might have accidently put the marshmallows in a random cabinet or even the refrigerator, all I knew was that there was half a bag of mega-marshmallows somewhere calling my name!

Apparently I wasn’t very quiet as I went through every single cabinet in the kitchen trying to find my lovelies. There may have been some door slamming and cursing going on. In my defense, I was very, very tired from work that morning and just wanted a damn marshmallow so that I could curl up on the couch with my buddy, Tivo.

Anyways, my not-so-quiet search of the kitchen woke up Travis who wandered into the kitchen and stared at me as if I were a crazy-person. No idea why, I was totally keeping myself under control. I WAS! Well, I KIND OF was… until I noticed a sheepish look on his face…

Sleepy Husband: Um… did you say your marshmallows were missing?

Joules: Yes. I’ve looked EVERYWHERE and I KNOW that there was a half bag left with a really good Pampered Chef bag clip on them!

SH: Oh. Um. Well, I think I might know what happened to them.

J: {stares at sweet husband with an expectant but kind of scared look on my face}

SH: So…the other day when I was taking out recycling it’s POSSIBLE that your marshmallows MIGHT have accidently fell in the recycling bin.

J: {The look has now turned into something like wide-eyed horror}

SH: Yeah, I MIGHT have kind of noticed that they fell into the bin, but kind of forgot about it and continued taking out the recycling.

J: {tears forming in eyes as I realize that I’m not getting a marshmallow today} You RECYCLED my marshmallows!?

SH: Yeah. It is POSSIBLE that I MIGHT have done that…

At this point in the story there was definitely some pouting going on (Hint: it wasn’t NOT me that was pouting). There might also have been some overdramatic wailing of, “YOU RECYCLED MY MARSHMALLOWS! How COULD YOU?!”

I got over it though. I mean, it took a few hours. But still, I lived through it because I’m totally a survivor.

I am pretty curious to know if the recycling guys noticed that we provided them with a half bag of marshmallows. If they did notice, I’m thinking a thank you card is in order. Or a half batch of rice krispie treats made with my half bag of marshmallows.

It’s been four days since the Marshmallow Recycling Debacle and I’ve decided that every recycling day I will explicitly tell my husband NOT to recycle the marshmallows. You know, just to be sure. Because that won’t be annoying AT ALL.

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