Eeeks! You clicked the About Us page. So stressful. You want to make a good first impression, appear friendly. But, you don’t want to say too much and come off as a dork. It’s a fine line, friendly and dorky. *deep breath* OK. Here goes:
We’re Michiganders, born and bred, and Michiganders know how to squeeze every last drop out of their short summers. I mean, seriously, really short. As in, don’t blink. That’s why we swim between Memorial Day and Labor Day, regardless of the temperature. That’s why we fight traffic every single Friday night to get “up north”, which, by the way, could mean north, south, east or west. And, that’s why we love the best summer dessert of all time, smores (or smore, or s’more, or s’mores – whatever).
We obviously love smores. Maybe a little too much. OK. It borders on obsessive. In fact, we were once devout purists. We liked the original: plain grahams, plain chocolate and plain marshmallows. Nothing could lead us into temptation, not a smear of gooey peanut butter or a little sliced up strawberry flaunting itself under our noses. Nothing. Then, we tried it. *moan* There is just no turning back now. We are on a mission to spread smore love throughout the land and get each and every one of you to try a least one new variation.
Come on; live on the smore side.