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Layered Jell-O

These Jell-O dessert cups are so much fun to play around with and the color combinations and creative possibilities are endless. Thanks to my sister, Julie, for sharing her recipe with me.

Decide what colors or flavors you want, then plan to have 1/3 cup sour cream to go with each box of Jell-O you will use.

Microwave water to end up with 1 cup of boiling water to dissolve one small box of Jell-O. Divide that in half. In one bowl, add 1/3 cup sour cream and whisk it together until it's smooth. In the other bowl, add 3 tablespoons cold water.

Pour one the contents of one of the bowls into individual serving dishes or into a see-through bowl. Get creative with what you use, a trifle bowl, a square glass vase, juice glasses or even a seemingly boring 9x13 pan because by the time you finish your layers and cut into it, the results will be colorful and pleasing.

Chill that layer in the refrigerator or freezer, then take it out to add the other half of your mixture. Chill again, then repeat this process for as many layers as you want.

For seven of these little dessert cups which hold about one cup each, I was able to use five boxes of Jell-O, making ten overall layers. (I wish I had eight of these glasses because I wanted to add a red layer, but had to stop after orange. One more cup would have been just right to get my six colors, for a total of twelve layers.)

Also, I want to show you my handy dandy funnel that I use that makes my life a lot easier in doing the job.

Enjoy!

Comments

sayfuzzypickles said…
I love how you did these in individual cups. They are so cute and tasty.
Kelly said…
Thanks, Julie! I only have seven of those cups and love the shape. Wish I had one more. If you have one of those Wilton funnel tools, it makes the job so easy to divide them easily.

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