Growing up my Granny always made me Rice Krispie treats everytime I would spend the night with her. I spent the night as often as I could, and I probably had the recipe memorized by the time I was 6. These days, I still love the treats. Granny is no longer around to make them for me, but I continue to make them for myself and think of her each time.

Now, when I say I "make them for myself". I mean it. I made a batch the night before last. It filled a 9x13 pan. Josh ate one, and I gave him 4 to take on his trip. There is only one square left. One. I'm a pig!!!