One morning, she boiled molasses and sugar together until they made a thick syrup, and Pa brought in two pans of clean, white snow from outdoors. Laura and Mary each had a pan, and Pa and Ma showed them how to pour the dark syrup in little streams onto the snow.
They made circles , and curlicues, and squiggledy things, and these hardened at once and were candy. Laura and Mary might eat one piece each, but the rest was saved for Christmas Day.
Doesn't that sound fabulous? Here are the sweet little girls making their beautiful candy for Christmas Day:
|I don't care if I go blind someday! I have perfect snow candy!|
And here is how ours turned out:
|Epic snow candy FAIL!|
This was the "good" batch. The other bowl looked a little bit like puke.
So, what went wrong? Clearly, it was not my fault. I've spent 30-plus years obsessed with all things Little House, so surely I can manage some simple snow candy. I think Laura Ingalls Wilder was obviously lying about the snow candy. I think pioneer life finally got to her and she went crazy and she was all, "I'm going to make up some outrageous recipe for something like, oh, I don't know, snow candy and see if anyone actually makes it! Hahahaha!"
I would not put anything past Laura Ingalls Wilder. Everyone pictures her looking like this:
|La, la, la! Let's go pick wildflowers, Michael Landon!|
|Kill them all, Mary. Kill. Them. All.|
See? She's a little bit shifty and terrifying. Laura Ingalls Wilder and Shel Silverstein could get together and have a demon baby.