This year we tried again. They cooked:
They buttered their hands and stretched:
And then, they simply got tired of stretching, so they ate:
The taffy didn't quite set up like it's supposed to. I'm not quite sure what we are doing wrong. I've come to the conclusion that there is so stinkin' much humidity in the air here, that it must affect the taffy. Lame excuse, but I'm goin' with it. But it tastes delicious in any form.
Maybe next summer will be the perfect year. Until then, we shall lick it off the counter.
1 comment :
Definately the Humidity. Fun idea. Look at the happy homemakers you're molding.
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