Campfire-Less Youth Group S’Mores

My very first memory of S’mores is NOT from a chilly evening filled with mountain air on a family camp trip with aunts, uncles, and cousins circled around a campfire as creamy white marshmallows melted off of skewers and sticks that we all held over the red and orange flames.

That is actually my second memory of making S’mores.

My very FIRST memory of S’mores is from a youth group meeting in the fellowship hall at the church I attended growing up in my small hometown.