Make that a big red puffy heart! Gunner is German. While his dad was stationed in Germany, way back in the dark ages, he met and married Gunner's mom. On Saturday mornings, his mom would always make crepes (she even got us our own crepe pan and when Gunner is home, he carries on the tradition). They would have fruit, nutella, and even ice cream. (Throw Blue Bell on anything and I am there!)
I was selected to host a nutella party, and invite 10 of my friends over to enjoy in Nutella festivities. How can I say no? The kids have inherited Gunner's love of the stuff (For the record, I am not a chocolate person, but because of the hazelnut, I have been known to eat a little nutella on occasion.)
We had gift bags, we had recipe cards, we had samples of nutella, coupons, nutella coffee mugs, and of course a giant jar of the stuff! (Ummmmm....no pictures of the food, because I spent my time trying to keep my kids from devouring it all!)
We served up some crepes, peanut butter and nutella (which is what my kids lived on during our trip to Disneyworld), and fresh fruit with nutella to dip it in. Everyone was in heaven!
There's just enough nutella left for Gunner, and I have hidden it from the kids. Do you eat nutella? What's your favorite way? We always ship it to Gunner while he is gone too, so he can use it to make a quick sandwich when he comes back from patrol and the mess hall is closed.
(Even Uncle Dave attended the festivities!)
*The nutella and all nutella merchandise was provided to me at no cost for me to evaluate and share my opinion. The opinions are mine and mine alone. How can you not like nutella?