On Mallomars

I don't know how many of you have had any of these, but they have been a favorite dessert of mine for many years. These little guys have a special place in my heart (and in my pantry). Essentially, a Mallomar is a lump of marshmallow fluff on top of a graham cracker disk, and the whole affair is covered in chocolate. Delicious? I should say so.

I have often speculated as to the best method of consuming a Mallomar. There is, of course, the direct approach; simply biting headlong into the confection, perhaps in a single bite if you're feeling risque. Another method of which I am particularly fond is to bite off the marshmallow fluff separately, letting the chocolate coating meld into the fluff inside the mouth before finishing with the graham cracker bit. The inverse is also possible; that is eating the graham cracker before the marshmallow, but it's risky. For one thing, it's difficult to separate the graham cracker section from the larger, less solid marshmallow section, and you have to keep the marshmallow stable while ingesting the graham cracker. This is definitely a recipe for disaster.

Everyone has "their" snack. You have your Oreos, your Cheetos, your Three Musketeers, and all the rest. But the Mallomar is an odd creature, not quite disparate from the many snack foods of today, yet somehow occupying a strange strata of individuality which forever distances it from common, ordinary snacks. The Mallomar is a lonely sort of thing, untouched by time or others who might share its place.

Just like me.