Around a smokey campfire, Canadians gather to put fluffy marshmallows on sharp sticks, used to delicately roast the marshmallows over the glowing coals.
If you are bad at this (me, 9 times out of 10) your fluffy marshmallow erupts in a ball of flames.
Don't worry! You can pull off the crispy outside (which is actually, fantastically delicious) and start again.
Once you have your slightly toasted marshmallow, some careful maneuvers of a precariously balanced graham cracker and a thick slab of chocolate (topped with another graham cracker) leaves you with an ooey, gooey, delicious mess.
You'll try to take a delicate bite or two, but that will fail.
The only way to eat a S'more is to shove the whole thing in your mouth.
If you are lucky, you won't end up wearing all of it on your face.
If you are REALLY lucky, there will be enough for one more...
