Marshmallows

Or, Marshmallows and the irony of being dumped on Valentine's Day. Let's start with the marshmallows.

They were on my make list, and in fact I'd planned to make them last month. I even bought a fancy thermometer. It doesn't hurt that I already had all the ingredients in my pantry. Yet, last month did not get ooey-gooey goodness. I thought near the end of the month, but no. Got sick. So here I am, loaded with supplies and perfectly (mentally) photographed squares of pure white dipped in dark chocolate. And here comes V-Day. Perfect. Only not, because I didn't read the part where they have to sit out overnight. No big.

Problem is, they were meant as a gift. And come tomorrow, I'll be left with approximately 20-40 marshmallows and an ex who's making it sound like it'd be better if we never saw each other again. Period. Of course, me being the sensitive girl I am, I've called back to ask if I could still use his power drill. So, possibly, I can still foist them on him, tucked away in plastic inside a box I decoupaged for him.

So the jury is still out on these. They probably won't taste exactly like they're supposed to until they've dried out. So far though, they tasted a bit... funny. I would say chemical-y but really can't since I saw everything that went into them. Maybe whatever it is will mellow out. I'm also anxious to see if the food coloring I added to half will hold up. Also, I had to let the gelatin sit in cold water while I made the syrup. It was actually gelled in a few minutes. I'm assuming that's what was supposed to happen, but can anyone tell me for sure?