S’mores. The campfire favorite, revisited. Three amazing components + FIRE! They are smoldering, sweet, luscious, and interactive – everything a hot date should be. (Even if you are by yourself this Valentine’s Day!)
Component numero uno – the Graham Cracker. Should be crunchy, sweet and not too thick – but if it’s too thin to stand up on it’s own, look out for your fingers – a gooey mess awaits! The history of the Graham Cracker isn’t as seductive on it’s own as the s’mores sweet trio’s. In fact, it’s quite the opposite – these unsweetened “health biscuits” were invented by the Presbyterian Reverend Sylvester Graham, as part of the Graham Diet in the early 1800’s. Reverend Graham believed that many illnesses stemmed from unnatural sexual urges – especially masturbation, which he was convinced was a leading factor in blindness – and that eating bland foods would help to curb the unhealthy weakness of “self abuse.” Not what you were expecting? WHOA, me neither! We make our
Sex Crackers Grahams the traditional way with whole wheat flour and bran flakes, but the addition of Italian chestnut honey takes the crackers to a whole new level of sweet sexiness. Scandal, scandal, scandal!!!
Next up, the chocolate component. When I was a kid, we used Hershey bars for the s’mores we made, and they were delicious. The chocolate bar pieces would hold their shape under the hot blanket of marshmallow, but still be almost liquified when I took my first bite. Pure bliss. Our chocolate component is a Tahitian vanilla bean infused ganache, made with Straus cream and Valrhona 72% Araguani chocolate.
Finally, the mallow. Whipped to fluffy perfection and enhanced with a splash of orange blossom essence and an extra pinch of dried, ground vanilla bean powder for good measure. We stack graham, ganache and marshmallow, caramelize the top under the broiler for that campfire feel and sandwich another graham on top to make our s’mores extra portable.
I feel pretty certain that Reverend Graham would vehemently disapprove of this magical trifecta of American nostalgia, but that’s not really our problem, now is it? When faced with this finished pièce de résistance, what’s the point of saying no? Unless, of course, no really means yes! 😉
Happy Valentine’s Day!