Last night was one of my favorite nights of the year- the night when my small group gals all spend the night. We call it a Small Group Snoozle because we think that is funny.
This is our 6th one; we have spent the night here at my house on the last Tuesday of the semester since these seniors were just little baby freshman. And this year, in order to remain unemotional about them graduating and leaving me forever, I decided we were having a competition. A dessert competition.
When you go on Pinterest, and search “Christmas Crack,” there are four main recipes that show up.
So I made them all. And had milk because, obviously, palate cleanser.
Christmas Crack #1 // made with pecans and graham crackers and sugar and butter and vanilla. YES PLEASE.
Christmas Crack #2 // made with peanuts and chocolate chips and peanut butter chips and white chocolate. WHOA.
Christmas Crack #3 // saltines, chocolate, butter, sugar. I CANNOT QUIT YOU.
Christmas Crack #4 // a bowl of chex and pretzels and M&Ms and cheerios covered in white chocolate. YUM.
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So when most of the girls had arrived, we had the CRACKOFF. We took it very seriously- the girls judged by taste and by looks. We started with Christmas Crack #1 and worked our way around the semi-circle.
And here is how it ended up, after much discussion and eating and sipping of milk:
Three votes for Christmas Crack #1.
One vote for Christmas Crack #3.
Two votes (and one more if you count me) for Christmas Crack #4.
And obviously, God agrees with Hannah and shines down upon Christmas Crack #3.
But that Christmas Crack #2?
Yeah, no votes. No yummy. It’s made in the crockpot, and I followed the directions to the minute and I think it burned or something? I dunno. But it wasn’t good. It was so bad that Kendall refused to even be in the photograph with it (them?).
Proceed with caution if you decide to have your own crackoff. That is A LOT of sugar. We were all sick to our stomachs about 3 minutes after this photograph.
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