Riot and Frolic

No, not that one.    Not the other one either.  (Why don't I have a picture of you, Huge?)

This one.  

The one that is, what, 20 years my junior?  The one that, maybe because of our age difference or my maturity level, I would choose not to argue with?  Oh, no.  We've argued.  About desserts.  Because that's how mature I am.

My littlest bro-ski is a miniature version of the G.  Like, frighteningly so. A)  G totally looked like him when he was younger.  B)  They have the same personality.  It's probably why I like, and choose, to argue with a 14-year-old.  (Oh, Lord, I've just discovered he was born the year I graduated from high school.  Hahahahahaha!)  

This young man insists that one of my favorite desserts is called "scotch-e-roos," which is just false.  The "scotch" part implies "butterscotch" of which there is none contained in the delicious dessert.  So, I win.  Though we have continued to passive-aggressively fight about it for five years.  FIVE YEARS!

And now, a recipe for "not-scotch-e-roos", that are aptly named…

Special K Bars

They're no-bake!

1 cup of each of the following…

– light corn syrup

– packed brown sugar

– peanut butter

– chocolate chips

– butterscotch chips

and

– 5-6 cups of Special K cereal

In a big pot, combine the corn syrup and brown sugar and heat it just to a boil.  Take it off the stove and mix in the peanut butter.  

Throw in the Special K and get them all covered in peanut buttery goodness.  

Dump that out in a greased 13" by 9" pan.  Smush it out, so it looks nice and even. In the same pot (or a microwaveable dish, if you have one of those microwave contraptions), melt and mix the chocolate and butterscotch chips together.  Pour that yum over the pretty bars and then let them cool off. Then eat them.  

This will probably be the only picture I get of these, since my fam is not awake yet, and once they wake up, I give these buggers, like, ten hours.  

Peace out.