I just spent a whole minute loking for whiskey in my own house.
Crisis averted - found some in a flask on the coffee table. FYI don’t plan to make s’mores without ensuring you have whiskey in the house because they go together like spaghetti and tunafish.
Also, if you’re French Canadian and no one let you have s’mores when you were little because you can’t say anything equally adorable in French, well, read the fucking instructions on the box before you burn your pinky and your mouth and then BE AMAZED.
