We have been up to a lot of Halloween badness around here.
I had been eyeing these meringue bones in an older October Martha issue. I pull all my back Martha's each month. I have a ton to look through when I get a chance. It's amazing how much I find that I had forgotten about, or how much more is suitable to my life now. (Unlike when I was in my early 20s reading the magazine with no house, kids, a garden, or a dining table. You know what I mean.) Anyhoo, I had a feeling these would be fun to make and tasty to eat (I added vanila extract) and they are. But I don't recommend eating 3 in a row unless you want a fierce sugar headache. I was thinking it woud be fun to make these into an Eton Mess dessert with crushed red berrires to look like blood and bones coming out.
These are not to be confused with her very similar marshmallow bones, a recipe I also found, and then wondered if I was having a senior moment or was experiencing a split duality in time a space. I was thinking, I could have sworn they were meringue, but now they seem to be marshmallow, my brain hurts—wait there are two recipes! The meringue won out. And now I have 6 egg yolks to deal with. Did someone say lemon curd? Or maybe pudding.
