I am a home-grown, Converse-wearing caring-is-sharing gal, and I have never, ever ever used drugs
except in my extra-special brownies. And yeah, you’re staring at the exception to that rule right now. Well, stare away, my lovelies, and let’s talk crack snack mix.
If you’ve been following my blog recently, you will know that I am totally digging the idea of photoseries–you know, turning ordinary food photography into fun-derful stories. This recipe deserves its own photoseries. Let me put it this way: this is the single most-requested potluck, party, zombie-apocalypse-you-name-it-event recipe I have ever made. So will you want to print, Pin, and share this recipe on Facebook? You bet your bowling balls you will.
Let’s make one thing clear. Like most addictions, this snack mix is liable to ruin your life. Willpower? Buh-bye. Your ex? Kow-towing at your doorstep. And diet what?
But it’s important to get all of these minor questions out of the way first, because then we can talk about why my friends are spamming my text inbox and Facebook wall with requests for this. Damn. Crack.
Nobody who has tasted it seems to know what goes into it. I have tested this recipe on 20+
unsuspecting victims wonderful friends and the very first question to leave all of their crack-coated lips never fails to be, “What the HECK did you put in this, Ala?” A brawl almost literally broke out over the remaining caramelly crumbs when I brought this to a party last weekend, which is always kind of a major ego boost. It’s a pity fights don’t break out over me like this.
But I’ll let you in on the secret. SHHHH.
Throw in some cereal. Whatever you have on hand works. I had those Chex Mix corn squares.… Read more