And don't think for a minute that you can leave Flat Jason alone in the kitchen.
Lauren, Flat Jason and I traveled north to Chillicothe early for the Meneely Christmas. We had taken it upon ourselves to make chocolates for the gathering and to make sure there were plenty of Grandpa's cookies to go around.
We started sort of early. It wasn't any later than 9 p.m. But we made peanut butter balls and Oreo truffles AND Grandpa's scotcheroos. By the time we finally got around to putting the topping on the scotcheroos, it was midnight and we were getting tired.
The topping was supposed to be made of butterscotch and semi-sweet chocolate chips, but someone got the bright idea to add some leftover caramel/milk chocolate chips, a little bonus, if you will. Just a few, but the chocolate started getting thick. That's when the second mistake, adding the milk, occurred. The topping was barely spreadable; we know because we tried it. And then Lauren had to scrape it all off while I made another batch of topping. Lauren was none too pleased.
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