Made some cookies last night, in part, because Rush wouldn't like 'em. He's anti-marshmallow. When s'mores come out at parties/bbqs/beach bonfires, he's strictly a graham cracker and chocolate guy. Which is funny because I'd rather just toast marshmallows. I was inspired by say Yes! to Hoboken. I definitely giggled over her post.
Anyway, they were prettier last night before they kinda deflated, but they taste pretty good. It's a Martha recipe which leaves me feeling a little conflicted. Her baking recipes are usually pretty delic, but I find they have a lot of steps. This one wasn't so bad, but I'm not sure I'll make them again unless work folks go cuckoo over them.