Back in January, I attended a baby shower.
I've attended literally countless of these celebrations {as we all have},
and they tend to run together in a homogenized blur of pastel burp clothes,
trivia games, lactation implements,
and hand-held appetizers.
and they tend to run together in a homogenized blur of pastel burp clothes,
trivia games, lactation implements,
and hand-held appetizers.
But not this one.
Oh no, dear reader, this particular baby shower was different.
Obviously, the mother-to-be was the star of the show. Obviously.
Buuuut, I'll admit my attention was stolen by a not-so-pregnant runner up.
A stand-out of the dessert variety, in fact.
A stand-out of the dessert variety, in fact.
Here's the simpleton truth:
I was dazzled by the Browned Butter and Sea Salt Rice Crispy Treats.
*Dazzle factor, in review: Browned butter. Sea Salt. Marshmallows.
I was dazzled by the Browned Butter and Sea Salt Rice Crispy Treats.
*Dazzle factor, in review: Browned butter. Sea Salt. Marshmallows.
And not to get fanatical, but lumping them together with their lack-luster
Rice Crispy Treat cousins is hardly fair.
Rice Crispy Treat cousins is hardly fair.
Instead, I've dubbed them The Salty Darlings
{which makes me giggle and The Russian roll his eyes}.
{which makes me giggle and The Russian roll his eyes}.
So, back to the baby shower.
Amidst the small talk and tissue paper,
I gobbled up five of the neatly cut squares.
Then, I asked for the recipe.
Amidst the small talk and tissue paper,
I gobbled up five of the neatly cut squares.
Then, I asked for the recipe.
And since that miraculous day,
I've managed to find four separate occasions
which "required" the making of a double batch.
I've managed to find four separate occasions
which "required" the making of a double batch.
Let me restate: four double batches in two months.
Things are clearly getting out of hand.
Things are clearly getting out of hand.
Therefore, I feel the need to pass this most coveted recipe along (here it is).
Maybe by popularizing The Salty Darlings,
I'll stop craving them.
But probably not.
Maybe by popularizing The Salty Darlings,
I'll stop craving them.
But probably not.