Bird Nests

"Fun Spring Treats! Kids love them. Use a 6 or 12 cup muffin tin depending on desired size of nests. We made only 6 nest with this recipe so we could overlap the top and give an "edge" for our bird to sit on. You could serve these right away or wrap them in a pretty cellophane bag and give them as a gift."
 
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Ready In:
37mins
Ingredients:
6
Serves:
6
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ingredients

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directions

  • Use a 6 or 12 cup muffin tin depending on desired size of nests. We made only 6 nest with this recipe so we could overlap the top and give an "edge" for our bird to sit on.
  • Heat butter and marshmallows over medium heat.
  • Stir till melted.
  • Add noodles and stir till completely coated.
  • Spray muffin tin then hands with cooking spray.
  • Place mixture into muffin cups and shape with hands to form "nests".
  • Refrigerate.
  • Approximately 30 minutes later, gently remove nests from muffin tin and perch a Peep on the side. (It helps if the nest is still a bit sticky, this will "glue" the peep on.).
  • Place nests on a tray and put back in the fridge till completely set.
  • Fill with candy eggs.

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Reviews

  1. These are just TOO CUTE! I made enough to set at each place setting for my Easter table. I also think this would be a great baby-shower favor. I'm not a fan of peeps, so I left those off. Thanks for the great idea.
     
  2. These are adorable and are easy for kids to great results! Thanks for sharing this fun recipe!
     
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