Rub the the magic tube three times and a genie will appear to grant the wishes of your taste buds.
As most of you know, I am not a big fan of any food that comes in a tube, be it yogurt, cheese, or anything else - even tubed cookie dough can be a little sketch. However, the crescent roll is a whole different story. It is reserved only for camping trips, never for home, but slow cooked over the fire it is magical. I can scarf down half a tube like nothing, eating them plain, stuffed with gouda, or smeared with pomegranate jelly. Their buttery goodness rivals the s'more as my preferred campfire treat.
However, this tube was problematic. There was no satisfying "pop" of the cardboard tube, in fact, it was a dud (I guess that's what we get for buying generic). B and I had worked our selves up for a little roll-smackeral and in our panic to open the tube, somebody got stabbed. The tube oozed dough at an alarming speed. We pried and pulled, but the tube stayed sealed and the dough just kept coming. With dirty fingernails we clawed at the cardboard, alternating between shrieking and hysterical laughter. In the end, the rolls were excavated, the tube was a shredded mess, and sweet crescent salvation came in the form of three feet of string-like dough wrapped expertly 'round a skewer, toasted golden brown.
Friday, June 22, 2007
Crescent Roll Genie
Posted by UmberDove at 6/22/2007
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3 comments:
What a fiasco that was. It is pretty amazing how much pressure those little rolls are under. You would never realize until you put just the slightest little hole in one of those tubes. That dough just kept coming out. It was a feverish panic at first but we eventually got it under control.
Nothing beats a little cresent roll with a chocolately center as the s'mores alternative. ;)
Oooh cresent rolls...I might have to get me a tube for my campfire ring at my cabin, and some gouda!!
Dude. You are so crazy. I thought the dough boy was fictional. Who knew...?
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