This is a recreation of what I had to do yesterday. As I was pouring the hot syrup into the bowl while running the hand mixer, I realized I needed to start the timer. Hmm, both hands are busy, no one else is around. Maybe, I can reach up with my foot and hit the button. Success! Sh, I know it looks silly.
All right. Alton Brown lied. Despite following his directions, the marshmallows are firmly attached to the pan.
Whew. I ran a greased spatula around the edge of the pan and the marshmallow finally released.
The goodies are wrapped and ready to be given to my nieces and nephews.