There are few things I’d be excited to turn my oven on for when it’s 114 degrees (for those who aren’t familiar with the fahrenheit/celsius conversion 114 degrees is basically the temperature of a frying pan, or the surface of the sun). That said, I would walk barefoot and naked through the desert with no water for a good 45 minutes in 114 degrees if it meant at the end I could have these crisps (with a big glass of ice water, naturally). You’ll be relieved to know that I did not have to!! But they’re that good and I’ll be damned if I don’t fully enjoy stone fruit season the way nature intended me to just because of a bit of heat! And aren’t these mini pots the cutest thing ever? Such a fun way to serve dessert to guests. Happy weekend all! xx- Sarah
