Chocolate Key Lime Treat, Mr. Bunches Style
May 16, 2011 1 Comment
If any of you read Friday’s post, you know that we made an offer on a house. I wish I had some exciting news to insert here, but I don’t–basically, we’ve heard nothing. Nada. Zilch. Zonk (if you will). Our real estate agent is guessing that our offer was so low, that they aren’t even going to dignify it with a response. And of course, for those of you who know us, things like that tend to not rub us the right way. My gut reaction? Walk away in a huff. (And believe me, I’m huffing right now.) But, maybe that’s being hasty? Maybe this is our
diamond dream house in the rough? Any thoughts? I did get a chance to talk to some people from the Buffalo area, and apparently a french drain, aka drain tiles, in the basement isn’t that big of a deal. As long as it’s hooked up to a sump pump, then there’s no problem. But now, I’m kind of looking at this house like it has an attitude problem (yes, sometimes I project supposed human vibes onto inanimate objects). Eurgh. Not sure what to do now . . . if you have any advice, feel free to drop it off in the comments below . . .
But, to take
our your mind off of things, here’s another recipe for ya’, this one courtesy of Mr. Bunches himself (don’t say I didn’t warn you 😉 ):
Chocolate Key Lime Treat (yep–he even named it!)
Chocolate Frozen Yogurt (or Ice Cream if you want to live dangerously)
Key Lime Frozen Yogurt
Ice Cream Scoop & a little elbow grease
First, crush some pretzels in a bowl:
Then, portion yourself some Peanut M&Ms (the Mr. likes to make sure that there’s a nice mix of colors at this point):
Of course, don’t forget to give your helper an amuse-bouche . . . (or else there can be foot-stomping, pouting, and just overall hysteria):
Phew–crisis averted. Moving on . . .
Put one scoop of Key Lime Fro-Yo in your prepared pretzel and M&M mess, and roll it around to get it coated with sweet and salty goodness:
Then, do the same with a scoop of chocolate (or Chocolate Fudge Brownie as the case may be):
Now, make a bowl for your helper (I’m more of a straight-up chocolate girl, hence my sort-of-boring-looking sweet-treat in the back of this shot); and enjoy!
Of course, when you’re done, don’t forget to lick the bowl!
Like I said, I gave you fair warning.