yummy

When I was a little girl my dad would make the best fudge in the world. I've never found another recipe that I like as much as his. All I would have to do is say, "Daddy, will you please make some fudge?" And he would. It didn't matter the time of day, he would make me fudge. When he was diagnosed with diabetes when I was a teenager he stopped making fudge so much. I missed it a lot. Then I got married and Josh doesn't like fudge or anything with a similar texture. So when I made fudge it would sit unless I made myself sick trying to eat it all. Now that my kids are older, they like fudge better, so I make it more often. I think I have finally perfected it to the point that I like it as much as I like a batch of my dad's fudge. I've made it twice this week. And really, my kids don't eat as much as I'd like to think they do, so I eat most of it. But boy is it yummy.