I think s’mores may be one of my favorite desserts. Probably because it involves an open flame and smelling like a camp fire when it’s all said and done.
Back in March we were having what felt like a summer day that turned into a beautiful summer evening. I planted herbs in my little garden, we ate dinner outside on the picnic table and the boys were playing in the yard. It just felt right…time to bust out the marshmallows.
















