Wow, that’s gotta win the thread! I hope she liked it.
I’m nearly 50, never had a smore. They look messy. I probably never will have one, because if I’ve got chocolate bars that’s good enough for me. I’ll eat the marshmallows and graham crackers later.
My husband became friends with one of his professors from college and we visited with them one week in Washington DC. We stayed in the same suite hotel and the day we came into town, we invited them over to eat with us - said we’d get a pizza from the place down the street, and did they have a preference for toppings? Neither of them had ever had a pizza! These were people who were in their 70s at the time, obviously well-educated, had visited multiple countries and lived in several. And how do you manage to work at a college campus for decades without ever eating pizza? But somehow it just never happened.
We chose the toppings, and they liked it just fine.
I’m 74 and no s’more. I like all the ingredients just fine but can imagine how they will taste well enough to not be tempted.
Dennis
I’m 67. I not only haven’t ever had a smore, I don’t really have a good idea of what they are.
Spent most of my life living in southern California, but if I ever go to nearby Las Vegas or San Francisco, it’ll be my first time. Spent several years living and traveling in Asia. IMHO, when one has seen exotic places like Varanasi, Burma, Bali, etc., nearby places just don’t seem to be that appealing.
Why wouldn’t I just eat the chocolate? Like, ALL of the chocolate. I’ll never understand those who degrade perfection.
My mom is 86 and she’s never had one. I know I’ve had one at some point, but I don’t recall when. I do recall it was messy.
That strikes me as wilder than the s’more! They NEVER went to a departmental meeting or ANY other gathering where there was pizza? :eek:
I’d be curious if they had had the opportunity, but had simply decided not to have pizza for whatever reason.
Pretty basic. Put a marshmallow on a stick, heat it up over a campfire til golden brown. Stick it along with 3 squares of a hershey bar between two graham cracker squares and push down a bit to make a sandwich. The hot marshmallow should melt the chocolate somewhat.
I didn’t have sex until I was 23 and it wasn’t due to a lack of trying.
I think my first s’mores were in cub scouts, so I was pretty young.
My first flight was in my 30s.
I started college in my mid 20s.
I have yet to commit murder, rob a bank, or cook meth.
We had s’mores just this past Friday and Saturday when we went out camping this weekend, and a few in the backyard three and four weekends ago. I actually remember not being a fan of s’mores as a kid, but I liked them now, except for the mess they made. Nabisco graham crackers, Hershey’s milk chocolate and Kraft Jet-Puffed marshmallows. I normally hate marshmallows and am kind of ambivalent about Hershey’s milk chocolate, but all those together work for me, now, except for the unholy stick mess they make of your hands.
For me, it’s the movies Star Wars and E.T.. I was a child of the 80s (born 1975), and didn’t see and of the Star Wars original trilogy in its entirety until 1998. E.T, I only finally saw after watching Season 1 of Stranger Things, so it looks like Oct. 2016 (according to my Facebook post after finally seeing it.)
I was born in 1980, and I didn’t really watch Star Wars until I was in high school. Our 10th grade English teacher showed it in class as a way of illustrating character archetypes. So that would have been 1995 or 96. I don’t think I saw the other movies in the trilogy until years later. Well, I think they did show Return of the Jedi in elementary school for a class party or something, but at that age I really wasn’t interested in Star Wars and didn’t really pay attention.
I was in my 30s before I ever watched Smokey and the Bandit in its entirety, and even then I only rented it because it seemed like everyone had seen it except me.
Bit of a PSA : At a gathering, while roasting marshmallows on a stick, someone’s caught fire. Well, they started waving the stick around trying to put it out. It flew off the stick and hit my cousin in the forehead. A sticky glob of drippy burning sugar. He’s lucky to not be called ‘ole one eye’
Lots of food I didn’t try until college or my 20s. Although, I definitely had s’mores. They were meh.
College cafeterias serve such a wide variety of food these days which I think is great. But, even back when I was in college, there was definitely some variety.
High school with me and my brother busy in activities and two parents working tons of hours meant that most meals were ‘whatever you want’ As a typical teen, that meant burgers, pizza, chicken nuggets, and a bunch of frozen dinners.
So, I’d say from 18-25 is when I first tried Mexican, Chinese, Thai and a bunch of fruits and veggies. Part of it was adulting, part of it was just getting sick of the same few foods and some of it was my peer groups.
I’m 74, and have never had a smore. I’ve certainly had marshmallows at campfires though.
I still haven’t had a Twinkie or Spam.
I recently had my first SpaghettiOs. Meh.
My mom, when she was 92, claimed never to have had an Oreo.
I was probably nine or ten when I first went camping. I think we did the smores thing.
I’ve never heard of people eating smores outside of the camping experience. Since lots of people have never been camping, it doesn’t seem that crazy to me that lots of people have never had smores.
Hijack: This reminds me of my dad’s former coworker, who gained a reputation for being rather clumsy and injuring himself in bizarre ways. The most famous story about him was the “flaming pants” story. When his kids were rather young he invited several coworkers to his house for a dinner party. At the party he had a bunch of lit candles around the house, and at some point his young son twisted a bunch of napkins together and lit them with a candle to create a big flaming napkin torch. So he grabbed the burning napkins from his son and ran outside to stomp it out, except he stepped in some Silly Putty on the way. So when he tried to stomp out the fire the burning napkins stuck to the bottom of his shoe. So he started waving his foot around trying to shake them loose, but that just fanned the flames and ignited his pant leg… I wasn’t there (I would have been a toddler when this happened), so I don’t know how he ultimately got extinguished, but he apparently amazingly escaped serious injury.
It’s fairly common though for those who have been camping to want to share it with others, especially if they have a fireplace. I left scouting pretty young, but had friends that continued. We had a fireplace and friends that stuck with scouting showed me.
Me and my kids like setting ours on fire at the end for a bit extra char taste on them, but, yeah, I had to teach them very early not to wave the stick around violently for this reason.
I discovered you can toast marshmallows in a toaster oven as well. Just put them on a tray, set the toaster oven to broil, and watch them until they reach your desired level of doneness. But this method is not recommended if you actually like setting them on fire.