I went to the dentist yesterday.
I pretty much rocked it. Didn’t even gag.
Dr. Dentist complimented me, “You’re doing good! I don’t see you gagging!”
That would be because I lied and told him I had a super sensitive gag reflex so that he would be extra careful not to let anything fall down the back of my throat and make me feel like I was going to choke to death and die.
I’m pretty sure he figured out I lied.
Sorry Dr. Dentist, “You’re just way better at what you do than the last guy I went to”.
He liked that.
So to celebrate a job well done, I came home and made this:
Did you see it?
I chewed my happy little self through 187 square inches of crunchy, buttery, stick-to-my-beautifully-clean-teeth toffee. Well, not all 187″, but I got a great start.
It’s been likened to crack here, and here — because of it’s insanely addictive quality. I like the name “Crack Bark” – it’s fitting and true, and apparently everyone is doing it, because it’s been popping up on food blogs for a while now.
I ended up with both chocolate and toffee on my camera lens because I was trying to lick it as I was shooting (this doesn’t work, BTW. Just put the camera down – it’s way easier)
It’s a dangerous recipe. . . risky if you’re trying to watch what you eat. It’s way too quick and easy to make, with only five ingredients that are likely to be in your cupboards already and requiring only about 20 minutes of semi-attentive time. Dangerous?
Or perrrrrr-her-fect. . . .
And yes – it would make quite a lovely Valentine’s surprise.