Can we just take a minute on this dreary Sunday evening to appreciate the simplicity but deliciousness of scotcharoos? Like, seriously, everybody loves them. At first thought you kind of think of them as a “kids” treat, but every time someone brings them to an event, the adults go wild too. It’s unreal. It’s like a bunch of caged animals were set free. That’s exactly why I rarely make these in my house, not because I don’t like them, but because I will find myself in the kitchen at 2:00am eating them when I in fact got up for a glass of water. I’m that caged animal. It’s me. I’m completely uncontrollable and I’m not even afraid to say it.