Here’s to marshmallows, wherever they come from!
Hey, it’s Rich Dale! In honor of today being National Toasted Marshmallow Day, I thought I’d repost a blog of mine from a few months ago about where I used to think marshmallows come from. I hope people enjoyed it the first time, but if you missed it, I thought I’d give you s’more.
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When I was a young teen, I made a startling discovery. Well, it startled me anyway. I was reading the ingredients on the back of a jar of Marshmallow Fluff. (A key component of a Fluffernutter — the best non-meat sandwich in the world!) I noticed something strange. It contained milk, eggs, sugar, etc. But no marshmallows!
I was with a friend and I said, “Hey, this stuff is fake! It doesn’t contain any real marshmallows!” He looked at me in what must have been disbelief for a second, then said, “Uh, those things are what marshmallows are made of.”
What?! I thought marshmallows were an actual plant, like you grow marshmallows! Now I had never actually heard of a marshmallow farmer, but I guess I figured that somewhere out there were people who, every October, went out and harvested the marshmallows, then went down and sold them at the market, so I could have them to roast, put in my hot chocolate, and make s’mores and sandwiches out of!
But strangely enough, after being embarrassed about that, I found out that there really is a marshmallow plant! A couple hundred years ago, the root of it was actually used to make marshmallows. So I guess in a way, I was right!
Ha! Look it up!
