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S’mores Pavlova

Chocolate, Desserts, Holiday

S'mores Pavlova

S'mores Pavlova

You know that part in Clueless when Cher turns to Ty and says, “Elton said you gave him a toothache.” And Ty was like, “What’s dat?!” And Cher was like, “It means he thinks you’re sweet, stupid.”

This S’mores Pavlova will give you a toothache, in a good way. It oozes summer fun. It shines bright just like a diamond. And it’s screaming to be made and taken and bragged about at a BBQ.

I feel like this recipe is a lil’ ratchet. It’s definitely not the most classy recipe I’ve posted in my life, but it sure is fun.

The pavlova is chocolate-y by way of sifted cocoa powder and folded in bits of dark chocolate. The 7-minute frosting acts like a marshmallow and gets all toasty when a flame kisses it. (You can also do this in the broiler.)

S'mores Pavlova

The crushed graham cracker is sprinkled on every. single. layer. My favorite part about this recipe is the chocolate-y pavlova. It’s not crisp and dry throughout, which sometimes I want; this one is gooey and fudge-y in the center.

The idea is that it’s supposed to mimic how a piece of Hershey’s chocolate gets when a warm, toasty, burnt marshmallow is placed on top. It’s like that!

S'mores Pavlova

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Key Lime Pie Cookies

Cookies, Desserts

Key Lime Pie Cookies

If there’s one thing I could make every day for the rest of my life, it’d be pie. I like the rolling and the crimping and the filling and the … well, everything. And I (usually) like the thinking pie-making brings. I get all existential and have thoughts like, “is my hand really moving now?! it’s weird that we even exist at all, right now, right here…”

You know, crazy thoughts I used to have more in college when I read too many books and had too many feelings. I remember one night in college staying up all night, listening to this song and thinking way too much about the fact that we all actually exist. (Do you think I’m weird right now? Probably and sorry.) Art school made me angsty; or I went to art school because I was angsty–I’m not sure which one came first. But I do know that pie-making brings back that angst.

The other day I wanted the flavor of pie without my brain going to weird places. I wanted to cut the time in half, but when I closed my eyes, I wanted the flavor to scream key lime pie. So…key lime pie cookies! YES.

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