Marshmallows. I like them. I like how fluffy and light they are!!! I like how amazing they taste in food. I like to make an amazing marshmallow frosting. It tastes like someone put everything good in the world and placed it in my mouth. I like to toast them over fires. I like to toast them until they are black as sin. Then I pull off the burnt part as if it's the marshmallow skin and I devour it. I then proceed to burn the marshmallow again and continue this until I have no more marshmallow left. I have to say though, that my all-time favorite thing to eat marshmallows in are shakes. Iceberg drive-in makes incredible shakes with marshmallow. I'm pretty sure that if I was on death-row I'd request marshmallow shakes. Maybe fifty of them...maybe 100. I'd eat so many of them that I'd die of a marshmallow overload. They would spend thousands of tax-dollars to get ready to kill me and I'd be over there stuffing my face with marshmallow shakes until I died.
I don't like jello. Although it might be light and fluffy, it's just not something that my tongue can tolerate. When a spoonful of jello hits my tongue, it is pushed out faster than Sam-I-Am ran away from the green eggs and ham. It doesn't matter what flavor the jello decides to be, I just can't get it past that fickle tongue of mine. I also don't like the texture. It's like a worm has found itself in my mouth and is wriggling around in an unorthodox manner. Sorry Utah, I just don't belong in your jello world!
I hope you enjoyed my light and fluffy post.
-Jer
This was me driving to Texas!
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