The Elite S'more

This is a S’more.

Quite possibly the most revolutionary dessert of all mankind.

The cavemen ate S’mores. The Knights of the Round Table ate S’mores. The cowboys ate S’mores. You eat S’mores.

They above any other dessert bring people together in harmony.

S’mores are so good I was in the break room last week and I found two co-workers making S’mores in the microwave. It took every ounce of will power inside me to resist joining in.

It’s ok though, because I had my chance to indulge in a far greater creation this past weekend.

Somehow through a great twist of fate, we again found ourselves at Cold Stone – one of my favorite ice cream places on earth.

We walk in and I notice two things immediately.

1. They are now serving Frozen yogurt that only has 25 calories per ounce. Sound familiar?

2. There are two new flavors: marshmallow and peanut butter.

Hmmm…….marshmallow ice cream. This sounds interesting. My fat kid mental wheels start turning. What is the best combination I can come up with to use marshmallow ice cream?

I ponder….take a few free samples and ponder some more.

I was cautious to only add one “mix in” as Cold Stone currently has a special running that is two Like It’s with one mix in for $5 - - a GREAT deal. Later this month on September 25, Cold Stone will be giving away FREE ice cream. You can get more info here.

After several minutes of pacing I determine that the best I can come up with is marshmallow with Reese’s. (I’m a simple guy).

However, I don’t make my order without first asking the expert opinion from the always friendly Cold Stone employee.

“Can I try this marshmallow flavor?” I ask (it’s always good to work with employees to fully engage them in your dilemma – it also guarantees that they will put passion into your item when they finally make it for you).

She gives me a generous sample.

“Hmmm…..what do YOU recommend I get with this? What’s the best?”

She clearly had faced the same issue that I had when they first got the flavor in the store – what goes best with marshmallow ice cream?

She pauses, then slowly responds.

“Well, we have this featured combination which is marshmallow ice cream, oreos and chocolate sauce. All the proceeds from this item go towards Make a Wish Foundation (then she lowers her voice)……but it’s really not that good……….we have found through careful experimentation that it’s best to mix it with graham cracker and hot chocolate sauce to make an Ice Cream S’more.”

Stop right there. Stop it. This is too good to be true – I wasn’t prepared to have an erotic Cold Stone experience.

I look both ways to make sure my wife wasn’t listening (she was outside waiting with the baby).

Then I say, “Is it good?” She looked me straight in the eyes, brushed her hair back behind her neck, licked her lips and said, “It’s….amazing.”

“Ok” I said, “Let’s do it.”

I paid and then stepped back to watch the magic happen.

Marshmallow ice cream was shoveled out of the container, placed on the cold stone and then a geneours portion of graham cracker crumbs were added. After it was all mixed up she ever so gently coated it in hot chocolate sauce, put a spoon in and said, “Enjoy.”

My eyes (now popping out of my head) looked up and down and realized that she had given me a size bigger than what I had paid for. Classy.

I go back to my wife, and we sit down at a table and for a few brief minutes I was thrown into complete oblivion.

This was how S’mores were meant to be. The ice cream tasted like a thick cold version of marshmallow fluff, mixed with finely crushed graham cracker and then topped with hot chocolate sauce - this was truly a S’more eaters dream.

You know the center of the S’more where it finally all comes together? The place where there is perfect unity between the three parts (chocolate, marshmallow and graham cracker) - - this is what the entire ice cream sundae tasted like. The middle, the best, the core. This was no regular S’more experience. This was an Elite S’more.

Every bite was perfect. Finally I found myself at the bottom of the cup (the worst place after eating ice cream) and I came back to consciousness.

I looked back at the counter and glanced at the Cold Stone employee.

"How was it", she asked?

I just said…"sss’more."

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